No Permit Club

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Showed up late to the range on Friday Coffee cold Paperwork wrong Sergeant says “Son Where’s your 50-meter?” I said “Fifty what?” then he’s singing my song “Step aside Sign here Try again My friend” He stamped that form like a breakup text Now I’m outside in the London drizzle Reading the word “suspended” like an ex [Chorus] Welcome to the No Permit Club Where the heroes of the mess-ups meet If you’ve tripped on one small rule Pull up a plastic seat No permit? No problem We got stories We got tea Welcome to the NPC You’re still alright with me [Verse 2] Tom left his kit in the locker on Monday Locked the door Just walked away Got halfway home on the District line Froze up hard like “Oh…okay” Now his name’s on the board by the coffee machine Black marker in a crooked heart They took his card But they poured his pint Said “Mate That’s just how legends start” [Chorus] Welcome to the No Permit Club Where the fallen of the form lines sit If you’ve danced with the FTW And slipped on the smallest bit No permit? No problem We got banter We got tea Welcome to the NPC You’re still alright with me [Bridge] We got one for the guy who forgot the safety brief (again) (oh yeah) One for the girl who swore she’d triple-check the sheet One for the lad who blinked on the final shot Now we’re all on the same back street Tell me what you lost today We’ll toast to getting it back someday [Chorus] Welcome to the No Permit Club Raise a glass to the ones who tried All our little lapses lining up Like taxis on the Bayswater side No permit? No problem You’re in questionable company Welcome to the NPC You’re still alright with me Yeah Welcome to the NPC You’re still alright with me