My Place (The Adverts)

Someone must've spewed me up I'll lie in the street 'til the sun comes up When I've come to my senses again I'll survey the waste Here it is, all around in my place My place; here it is; my place From writers to scientists It's all the same, the facts to twist I've been hit by passing fists Well, this is where I'll stay Here it is, all around in my place My place; here it is; my place Throw the shroud on modern times Touch my lips with spiced wine on the ropes, I live on hope of better days Here it is, all around in my place My place; here it is; my place Here it is; my place; here it is; my place You'll never let me forget that I I'm stayin here in my place