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

I wrote this aggressive bass groove which became our first original composition. It was later recorded for our album "Practically Live" by Head in 1999. Recorded live in the studio. Let me know what you think. Thanks in advance for checking it out! more

The duet you've never heard, the song you never needed, the addition to an unmade playlist, headlock.more