Steve's Going To London

Steve’s going to London
Shawn’s stuck in a suit
Tom sleeps on his best friend’s lawn
Like every other afternoon

Steve’s going to London
Dan peed in the pool
Tom fell for his best friend’s mom
But what the hell you gonna do?

Hey, hey
Look around, look around
Wouldn’t it be nice, for someone to miss ya

Hey, hey
Funny how all the things that you used to like
Now they depress ya

While you try to find some meaning in your life
Before you’re gone
There’s a song that don’t mean anything at all
And it sounds like

Steve’s going to London
Shawn’s stuck in a suit
Tom sleeps on his best friend’s lawn
Like every other afternoon

Steve’s going to London
Dan peed in the pool
Tom fell for his best friend’s mom
But what the hell you gonna
What the hell you gonna do?

Hey, hey
Look around, look around wouldn’t it be nice
To see me on TV

I’d dress to the nines with a smile
And you’d probably think
That that was the real me

While you try to find some meaning in your life
Before you die
Here’s a bunch of random shit
To waste your time
And it sounds like

Steve’s going to London
Shawn’s stuck in a suit
Tom sleeps on his best friend’s lawn
Like every other afternoon

Steve’s going to London
Dan peed in the pool
Tom fell for his best friend’s mom
But what the hell you gonna
What the hell you gonna do?
What the hell you gonna do?

(You, you make this rather snappy, won't you?)

I try hard to write a cool song
So I start with something simple
Like trying to put my shoes on

Now something kinda clicked
Cause you relate a bit
But no one’s gonna care about a shoe song

I try hard to write a cool song
But I gotta make it matter
So maybe I’ll throw the news on

Could I relate the shoes
To 2022
Or maybe an election down in tucson

I try throwing something cool on
So I'm listening to kendrick
And playing the swimming pool song

Oh, why did I do that
Cause now I hate my track
I'm quite aware I’ll never write a cool song

But who really needs a cool song?
There’s so many better melodies
Why do you need a new one?

So stop writing a song
About writing a song
You’re losing their attention
Buddy move on

Steve’s going to London
(What the hell?)
Shawn’s stuck in a suit
Tom sleeps on his best friend’s lawn
Like every other afternoon

Steve’s going to London
Dan peed in the pool
Tom fell for his best friend’s mom
But what the hell you gonna
What the hell you gonna do?
What the hell you gonna do?
What the hell you gonna do?

Steve’s going to London
Steve’s going to London
Steve’s going to London
Steve’s going to London
Steve’s going to London
Steve’s going to London
Steve’s going to London
Steve’s going to London
Steve’s going to London
Steve’s going to London
Steve’s going to London