Lyrics:
Let's meet up on Mansfield Road,
I know a place where we could go,
The cider's cheap, there's garden seats
You left your card, they won't ID
Cause the bartender she likes me
Maybe not there's bouncers there
It's Wednesday night, why do they care
The corner shop will have to do
Their Stella cans are through the roof
But to tell you the truth mate
The plot it only thins
I've had enough of crowded pubs
And dark dingy clubs
I wish we could go back
I wish we could go back
I wish we could go back
To when it was all new
You talk about the good old days
As if it's nice being underage
You couldn't get girls
The older guys
Would get there first
Push you aside
The night would end in one big fight
Your mate takes your fucking girl
He don't care he's blackout pissed from two VKs
You can't have this
So you don't talk to him for weeks
I guess that's peak for me
Maybe you don't feel the same
You like the lights, packed streets and fights
Maybe I'm to blame
I guess we could go back
Maybe we could go back
And try our luck again
No regrets from me
Well I guess I might have one
But I won't kill the atmosphere bubbling up in beers
Cause it won't be long
Till another year is bloody gone
But let's not talk about that now
Those bouncers they are gone
Let's go back to the road I said
And have our cider cheap
And live the bloody dream
Live the bloody dream
Cause we can't go back
We can't go backmore