That boys a Hoxton Hero,
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Skinny fit jeans and dressed in pink,
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How he dresses I care zero,
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As long as he don't steal my drink.
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That girls an Indie Cindy,
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Lego haircut and polka-dot dress,
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I don't care if she thinks she's indie,
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How she's different is anyones guess.
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You've got you skin tights, colours on the floor,
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With all your white lies, every slut and whore,
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All the band boys in your specs and sneakers,
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We got your back, now its time to blow the speaker,
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I went to a rave and it got real moody,
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How can a screwface have a good time?
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Was he deprived of his mothers boobie?
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I doubt he's lived a life of grime,
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I went to a gig but nobody danced,
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Everybody was far too cool,
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All the kiddies they just stood there,
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Is it the same at their public school?
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I stay hard like metal,
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You could never merk me,
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Dirty like skettle,
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I kill germs like dettol,
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Get mucky,
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But I will never settle.
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I'm an indie limey,
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Yeah but I like it grimey,
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And I rave with a grin,
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I'm not too cool for the next big thing,
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I dont wanna f**k about,
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I wanna good time and thats why I'm out,
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And you look silly,
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When you put on your best myspace pout
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That Boy That Girl
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| Hadouken! |
