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​Oh My Gosh

This song is by Skepta and appears on the album Microphone Champion (2009).

Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh

Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh

Here we go again
I got locked up by the po po again
I've been in here since half past ten
It's half past two now, when is all this gonna end

I only had one phone call
So I used it to call my best friend
I told him, "Get all the stuff out the house
Before the po po come searching the prem"

The fed keeps looking at me through the flap
Blad, go check somebody else
He took my shoelaces and took my belt
We both know there's no way I can hang myself

One minute, I saw blue lights
The next minute, I'm getting read my rights
Officer, the cuffs are way too tight
Your taking the piss out my life, it's a hype

When I woke up this morning
I never thought I'd be sitting in a cell
On a blue mat no blanket, yawning
Hoping that I get bail

Mum said that I gotta change my ways
But I'm a typical man, wanna be a boss
But then I got shift like, oh, my days
Now I'm sitting in the cell like, oh, my gosh

Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh

Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh

Na, no, I don't wanna cup of tea
Just press R-E-C-O-R-D
My name's Joe, all I just wanna say N-O
C-O double M-E-N-T

Only thing I know about is me
Chat about next man, I can't hear or see
Never talk on behalf of my co-D
And I don't want a quiet word with a PC

I don't wanna cigarette, no I don't smoke
And I definitely don't wanna bust no joke
I know blacks but I don't know brown
No, I don't like fizzy drinks, I don't know about no coke

One minute, I saw blue lights
The next minute, I'm getting read my rights
Officer, the cuffs are way too tight
Your taking the piss out my life, it's a hype

When I woke up this morning
I never thought I'd be sitting in a cell
On a blue mat no blanket, yawning
Hoping that I get bail

Mum said that I gotta change my ways
But I'm a typical man, wanna be a boss
But then I got shift like, oh, my days
Now I'm sitting in the cell like, oh, my gosh

Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh

Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh
Oh, my days, oh, my gosh

When I woke up this morning
I never thought I'd be sitting in a cell
On a blue mat no blanket, yawning
Hoping that I get bail

Mum said that I gotta change my ways
But I'm a typical man, wanna be a boss
But then I got shift like, oh, my days
Now I'm sitting in the cell like, oh, my gosh

Written by:

Jamie Adenuga; Joseph Adenuga