In a place where guys wear shinny shirts
And the girls have PVC mini skirts
Where they rage war on each other every night
Another bloody nose another bloody fight
Where lamb is dressed up as mutton
Welcome to Sutton!
Every pub is a clubbers paradise
Gangs of sexual warriors, drenched in old spice
Over priced drinks
But you're to pissed, no one thinks
Embracing the drunken state
Same old Friday, same old fate
In a place where lamb is mutton
Welcome to Sutton!
A snog at least, the goal is a shag
To add to your tally of endless blags
Is this what you work for?
Monday to Friday on the 13th floor
Where friendships are chess pieces
In order to get your weekend kisses
You're just a lamb being mutton
Welcome to Sutton!
A town of wannabes
A mirror of disillusioned realities
But you're like all towns, villages and cities
Society's fatalities
Fake lives's and fake smiles
Dictate your Monday to Friday lifestyles
Where the dying lamb is eaten as mutton
Welcome to life, welcome to Sutton?