American Authors
Amplify Dot
Bloc Party
鎮座DOPENESS
CHVRCHES
Crystal Fighters
Dan Croll
David Dallas
De Staat
Disclosure
Empire of the Sun
Foals
GROUPLOVE
Guards
Illya Kuryaki and the Valderramas
Jamie N Commons
John Newman
Karol Conká
Los Rakas & Kelli Love
Marcelo D2
Miles Kane
Nine Inch Nails
OK KID
Oliver
Olympic Ayres
Portugal. The Man
Robert DeLong
Rock Mafia & Tokio Hotel & Wyclef Jean & David Correy
Smallpools
The 1975
The Chain Gang of 1974
The Colourist
The Naked and Famous
The Royal Concept
Vampire Weekend
Wretch 32
You Me At Six
[Hook]
I said "No, I'm tired", they say "Yes, you can"
Push me to the fire, they say that you're the man
I said "No, I'm tired", they say "Yes, you can"
Push me to the fire, they say that you're the man
[Post-Hook]
Let's toast to the new age supermen
And fly around the globe
And leave home, to do shows
Our twenty-four hours is a week for most
Toast to the new age supermen
And fly around the globe
And leave home, to do shows
Our twenty-four hours is a week for most
[Verse 1]
I gotta smile even when I feel let down
I just gotta live ready (Woo)
I put the world on my shoulders before I left out
Shit's way too heavy
"How dare you be tired, let alone stressed out? (Yeah)
Man, you're on the telly"
"And how can you moan about rollin' around?"
"Ain't you got a Bentley?" (Shh)
Let me show you where I get lost
When I get picked up then I jet off
And I get picked up when I get off
Straight to the hotel like "Get washed
Do interviews and press shots"
Then I hit the venue get my "Wretch" on
Feelin' hungry, lookin' at the restaurant
But we gotta rush for our flight, gotta get gone
[Interlude 1]
You're the man, you're the man, you're the man, you're the man
[Verse 2]
Then I get picked up when I get off
And I do a few phoners with some new press
Trying to sound alive when I feel like death
Don't know what I need more, food or rest?
Bein' rude ain't Wretch, so I've gotta take a picture
I'm with y'all when I ain't even with y'all
Said "Follow me back", my only problem with that
Is that my battery's flat, there's no Twitter
No Twitter, no BB
In the back of the car, the new ET
I wanna phone home, believe me
But I can hear in your tone that you need me
It's ironic that I spoke to the sun
Before I spoke to my son
Looks like I'm gettin' scared of familiar voices
And that's somethin' that I'm really annoyed with
It's like the things that seem to mean most
Just end up one of my a million choices
So how do I how avoid this?
Without hearing your pointers?
[Hook]
I said "No, I'm tired", they say "Yes, you can"
Push me to the fire, they say that you're the man
I said "No, I'm tired", they say "Yes, you can"
Push me to the fire, they say that you're the man
[Interlude 2]
You're the man, you're the man, you're the man, you're the man, you're the man
Yo, Wretch, wake up
Wake up, we're here
[Verse 3]
That sleep in the car felt like a few hours
It was just a few minutes (Woo)
And I reach for my Red Bull to get some power
But I forgot it was finished
Went straight into makeup to get that powder (Yeah)
For that fake star image
Now go look alive, then they throw me my mic
And I'ma straight up kill it
Ladies say I got gorgeous cheeks
Smile for the pictures before I leave
My head's been spinning since four or three
So after the flash I see four of me
The whole team's spirits like a cord I see
Just find the first place and it's soon on me
One more PA, then we all can sleep
That twenty-four hours was an awesome week
[Bridge]
(Oh-eeh-oh-eeh-oh-eeh-oh)
That twenty-four hours was an awesome week
(Oh-eeh-oh-eeh-oh-eeh-oh)
That twenty-four hours was an awesome week
[Outro]
Welcome to the darkest alley
Where happiness seems so saddenin'
How are you standing?
Welcome to the darkest alley
Happiness seems so saddenin'
How are you standing?
The hunger's gonna feed you action
24 Hours was written by Wretch 32.
24 Hours was produced by Charlie Sloth.