My Night

Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me!
Oi! Dr. Syntax?
Can I have a word please?
Umm… Excuse me? Excuse me?

(Verse 1)

Excuse me, hi; my name is Blah Bah Blah
I’m a friend of a guy you once met in some bar
On some night, in some town
Yeah, you were some star on the open mic
Word is you showed some class
And some honeys asked when you’re coming back
Ever since you showed up, the locals don’t even want to rap
You’ve got a gift kid
That’s some sick shit
You wanna get yourself around; make some quids quick
Yeah, anyway, what I meant to say
Me and my mate are putting on nights now
And you could get to play
And obviously you’d be getting paid
You’re interested? Great! That’s settled then, let’s set a date
I’ll put you down for a support slot
For someone known, who performs lots
You might have bought his stuff, he’s got loads out and it’s all hot
And I’ve got no doubt he’s gonna go down a sure shot
But he won’t get all the props
Your show’s rowdy, and the whole crowd’ll treat you like you’re some sort of God
I’ll call you in the week before it’s on, it’s gonna be awesome!
I’ll leave you with that thought then I’m gone

(Chorus x2)

Come to my night
You’re someone that the punters might like
‘Cos you’re wily, high, plus you’re the right price
So that’s why I’m acting like Mr. Nice Guy
All smiles; never showing you my sly side

(Verse 2)

Come to my night
It’s gonna be fucking dope
Champagne reception
No expenses spared
You’re the star mate
We’re gonna put you on – whoa, such an honour!
Ah, hi! Nice to see you made it
It’s a shame you couldn’t make the sound check around 8-ish
But that’s cool, we’ll sort the levels out
I can’t really stop and chat though, it’s getting pretty stressful now
What’s that? They won’t let your mate in
Even though you explained your both supposed to be playing
I’ll see what I can do
But I can’t promise great things
Security’s tight and they take some persuading
Yeah, I had a word and what they’re now saying
Is absolutely no one else is getting in without paying
I know it sounds lame but
But if your mate pays now we’ll sort him out later without failure
We’ll settle all debts of course
Oh yeah, do you mind if you go on earlier than we said before?
The main act said there’s 4 of his friends on tour
So that means there’s an extra set in store
I’d love to get you all a drink but our budget is fucked
So I’m sorry, but we really can’t stretch it more
The other guy that’s playing is hibernating in his hotel where we left a 100 pound rider waiting
I’m afraid there’s no back room
Oh that room?
Sorry man, that’s for the other rap group
They’re some really bad dudes, known for acting uncouth
So the only way you’re getting in is if they wanna shag you
I know you don’t feel valued
But that’s too bad
Management rules; I run it how I have to
Remember when we said you have some cash due?
Well that rumour that we can’t afford to pay?
Hmmm… that’s true
We made a major loss today
Sorry mate, there’s only enough to cover travel costs you paid
Next time, we’ll have some profits raised
Money in our coffers and we’ll offer you a proper wage
What you mean we don’t show you respect?
Don’t let a little recognition go to your head
It’s us that put you on, so you owe us a debt
You should just be chuffed with any fucking show you can get
Come to my night
Naah!