It’s all about the solo shots
Then they pretended I didn’t exist when I rang up
Making the most of the pre-coat weather
Never choose a maisonette
We’re skint for starters
And your liver
You’re loving the peace out pose
It’s called ‘Newcastle Nights’
If you’ve ever been to Sicily Italian Takeaway then this one’s for you
There’s a first time for everything
I felt like I was eating worms
It’s the only way to end the year
Who will be King and Queen of the runway?
What happens on tour stays on tour, except herpes
Where’s your book?
You had to burn the last of your loans somehow