Caught by the fuzz
Well I was, still on a buzz
In the back of the van
With my head in my hands
Just like a bad dream
I was only fifteen

If only my brother could be here now
He'd get me out, he'd sort me out alright
I knew I should have stayed at home tonight

Locked in the cell, feeling unwell
I talked to a man
He said it's better to tell
Who sold you the blow
Well it was no one I know

If only you'd tell us we'd let you go
We'll make it up for you, my son
So tell us what you know
We'll make you wish you'd stayed at home tonight

Here comes my mum, well she
She knows what I've done
Just tell 'em the truth
You know where it's from
You've blackened our name
Well you, you should be ashamed

If only your father could see you now
He'd breakdown and he'd throw you out for sure
I never should have let you out tonight

Tonight (tonight), tonight (tonight)
Tonight (tonight), tonight (tonight)
Tonight (tonight), tonight (tonight)
Tonight (tonight), tonight

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Writer(s): Daniel Goffey, Gareth Coombes, Michael Quinn