text: It's "Martell", by the Cribs\n\nHow hard can it be\nTo get a slap on the back from a room full of morons?\nSo you hate my sunglasses?\nWell your precious Leeds is dead\nJust so long as you know\nThe clean and the green\nMake up you're music scene\nAnd shy away from the words\nThat they've written for me\nCan't you see that\n\nSomeones got their eye on you now\nDon't you know?\nAnd I don't want to be the one to let you know\nLa la la la can you hear me\nI don't know\nLa la la la can you hear me\nI don't think so\n\nYou should leave it to me\nWe cover insignificant miles for a miniature bottle\nDo you know what I mean?\nI don't think so\nBut we go for a smoke in the smoke\nAnd I like what I see\nIt's a vicious cycle but who cares when it's happening to me?\nIt's obscene\nCan't you see that?\n\nSomeones got their eye on you now\nDon't you know?\nAnd I don't want to be the one to let you know\nLa la la la can you hear me\nI don't know\nLa la la la can you hear me\nI don't think so