Mansion Song - Kate Nash

I fancy the hip rock 'n roll scene-ster

I wanna be fucked and then rolled over, cause i’m an independent woman of the

Twenty first century;

No time for knits, I want sex and debauchery

I read Glamour, and the Guardian

I like flowers, and I’m hardy and

I take cocaine

I don’t give a fuck about her, I want your name

I can get fucked like the best of men;

like the best of men, like the worst of

pain, inflicted on another young girl again;

Impressed by another guitar hero;

he’s a top score and you’re a zero — you’re

outta your league

There ain’t no rubber on the tracks;

it’s gravel

You fall hard, cut quick and it’s an STD;

a cut knee

You’re a side of stage grasp, a laugh, an after-show party in a bath

Fucked and expected to be fucked, a gasp from an uninformed intruder

The crowd go wild and things get ruder

They’re already out of hand and there’s no one here to take your hand;

It’s a cold shower and a scramble for a dirty pair 'o knickers

Don’t get yours mixed up with hers

Now get outta bed, get out, get out, get, get outta bed

Get up, get down and get undressed cause that’s what you do best;

Strip, strip, strip and shag, fuck get fucked and drag and be impressed by the

better sex

Take a piece of raw vegetable, and hold it to your breast and say that you

stood for nothing

You were just a hole that lacked passion

Another undignified product of society

That girl shoulda been a mansion

I don’t have to be your baby

We can make love

You can get some

This is not love

I am a mansion, I am a mansion

I won’t take none of your shit.

You can try and have your way, but I have far too much to say

You will be asleep before I’m taking off my shirt

And I will be a lady

And I will never let you