(I’ve Got The) Sanctioned Blues

I skip the train at 9, because I didn't have the time
To skim my card, it takes too long, I'm sure that I'll be fine
But I'm not, no no
The stare of garish yellow and he's got me, you know
I move and hear him shout "hey you"

We break at London Fields, I ask "What is the deal?"
Conductor says "The track's a mess, 'cause someone's had enough"
I'm like "come on, man
You made me late
You know you've really fucked me
And so the sanction that I get is on you"

I'm sprinting from the train, I'm battered by the rain
I say "Watch out," I try to shout, I hit him all the same
I'm like "Come on man, you made me really late
You've really fucked me
You know the sanction I get is on you
Come on man, you made me really late
You've really fucked me
You know the sanction I get it's on you"
It's on you [x16]