PROFESSOR GREEN & EMELI SANDÉ

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2011

At Your Inconvenience

Stephen Manderson, Tom Barnes, Ben Kohn, Peter Kelleher, James, Adele Sandé

Virgin

3:45

I wanna sing, I wanna shout,
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid,
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.

Nothing to hide
Stifle and smother
Suffered and cried
Strife made me tougher
Never mumbled or shy to,
The trouble, I rise above all
Expectations forget rep
Ain’t never begged yet
When I wanted to get pence, hustle,
To be, I’m exactly what my neck says
Saying I tried to cash in on my Dad’s death,
I wanted to vent
‘stead I said nothing at all
After all you were never kin to me,
Family is something that you never been to me,
In fact making it harder for me to see
my father was the only thing
that you ever did for me.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout,
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid,
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh

As a kid I looked up to you,
Only thing was I never saw enough of you
Last thing I said to you
was I hated you,
I loved you
but now it's too late to say to you
Just didn't know what to do
and how to deal with it,
Even now deep down I still live it
I think, I used to blame me,
I wonder what I did to you
to make you hate me
I wasn't even five,
lifes a journey and mine wasn't an easy ride,
You never even got to see me rap,
I just wish you woulda reached out,
I wish you woulda been round
when I been down
I wish that you could see me now,
Wherever you are
I really hope you find peace
I know that if I ever have kids,
Unlike you i'll never let them be without me

I wanna sing, I wanna shout,
I wanna scream till the words dry out
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid,
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh

I write songs, I can't listen to
Everything I have, I give to you
In every one of these lines I sing to you
My job’s more like public service
My life just became yours
to read and interpret
If you heard it it’d come across
a lot different at times
I throw fits when I read
how they word things
You see me smile
Now you’re gonna have to see me hurtin’
Coz pretending everything is alright
when it ain’t, really isn’t working

I wanna sing, I wanna shout,
I wanna scream till the words dry out
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid,
They can read all about it, read all about it

I ain’t censoring myself for nobody
I’m the only thing I can be,
All that is good,
all that is bad,
all that is, me

I wanna sing, I wanna shout,
I wanna scream till the words dry out
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid,
They can read all about it, read all about it