Plain Chips

Start

Verse 1

Working all week at a dead-end job

Living for Friday, I'm part of the mob

Counting down hours till five o'clock strikes

Then I'm off to the chippy that I really like

Pre-Chorus

Hunger growing with every step

Mouth is watering, getting wet

Dreaming of that perfect taste

Salt and vinegar, no time to waste

Chorus

Friday night at the local chippy

Queue's out the door, I'm feeling giddy

Dreaming of that salt and vinegar kick

But what comes next makes my stomach sick

Post-Chorus

No no no, where's my fix?

No no no, just plain chips!

Verse 2

Counting minutes till I reach the front

Order fish and chips, it's what I want

"Salt and vinegar?" I clearly said

Nod and smile, nothing in my head

Pre-Chorus

Paper parcel wrapped up tight

Walk back home through city night

Open up to no surprise

Plain and bland before my eyes

Chorus

Friday night at the local chippy

Queue's out the door, I'm feeling giddy

Dreaming of that salt and vinegar kick

But what comes next makes my stomach sick

Post-Chorus

No no no, where's my fix?

No no no, just plain chips![Bridge]

Back to the counter, receipt in hand

"Excuse me mate, this isn't what I planned"

The guy just shrugs, says "Too late now"

I swear this happens every time, somehow

Verse 3

Next week comes, I'm back in line

Thinking maybe this time will be fine

I'll speak up louder, make it clear

"SALT AND VINEGAR, DO YOU HEAR?"

Pre-Chorus

Paper parcel wrapped up tight

Walk back home through city night

Open up with hopeful eyes

But still no flavor, what a surprise

Chorus

Friday night at the local chippy

Queue's out the door, I'm feeling giddy

Dreaming of that salt and vinegar kick

But what comes next makes my stomach sick

Post-Chorus

No no no, where's my fix?

No no no, just plain chips!

Outro

One day I'll find a chippy that gets it right

Till then I'll keep coming back every Friday night

Salt and vinegar, is it too much to ask?

Plain chips and disappointment, my weekly task

End