My Girlfriend’s Back
rock, Super-fast late-70s UK punk at 210 BPM, blown-out sludgy guitars over a tight, trashy kit. Male vocals in a snarling Cockney accent, call-and-response gang shouts and word-repeat hooks. Verses stay clipped and sarcastic; choruses explode with stacked ultra-low raspy harmonies and a ragged “ohhh” background choir. Mix leans raw and overloaded, like a lost 7-inch b-side tracked live in a tiny room., raw, british invasion, low, punk, pop, comedy, merseybeat
My Girlfriend’s Back
rock, Super-fast late-70s UK punk at 210 BPM, blown-out sludgy guitars over a tight, trashy kit. Male vocals in a snarling Cockney accent, call-and-response gang shouts and word-repeat hooks. Verses stay clipped and sarcastic; choruses explode with stacked ultra-low raspy harmonies and a ragged “ohhh” background choir. Mix leans raw and overloaded, like a lost 7-inch b-side tracked live in a tiny room., raw, british invasion, low, punk, pop, comedy, merseybeat
Lyrics
She’s back
She’s back
She’s back
Lucky me
Right
My girlfriend’s back from prison
Parole said “live and learn”
She’s eyein’ up my telly
Ask-in’ what I earned
She’s wearin’ MY old jacket
That she nicked before she went
Says “miss me
Miss me
Miss me?”
I just smell the cigarettes
My girlfriend’s back from prison
Guess who’s sleepin’ on the floor
My girlfriend’s back from prison
Kickin’ down my council door
She’s shoutin’ “kiss me
Kill me
Kiss me
Kill me”
All in one breath
My girlfriend’s back from prison
And I’m scared to death
She’s got a fresh tattoo
Of a knife across her neck
Says it’s “for the memories”
I’m writin’ out my will instead
She’s cookin’ beans at midnight
With a lighter and a spoon
Says “romance
Romance
Romance”
While she hot-boxes the room
My girlfriend’s back from prison
Guess who’s losin’ all his mates
My girlfriend’s back from prison
Taggin’ love hearts on my gates
She’s shoutin’ “marry
Bury
Marry
Bury”
Like a football chant
My girlfriend’s back from prison
I ain’t that gallant
She says “I done my time for you”
(I only nicked your chips)
“I wrote your name on every wall”
In-between the strips
She grips my face
My little face
Says “we’re a proper team”
Team
Team
Team
Team
I wake up
Want to scream
My girlfriend’s back from prison
Neighbour’s callin’ up the cops
My girlfriend’s back from prison
Shop alarms and traffic stops
She’s shoutin’ “faithful
Grateful
Hateful
Grateful”
As she grabs my keys
My girlfriend’s back from prison
…please arrest me
Please
She’s back
She’s back
She’s back
Lucky me
Yeah
Lucky
Lucky me