Try getting tickets to band once they make it big.
This song was an out pouring of words following my trouble getting tickets for Arctic Monkeys on the cusp of their success. It's all true. The first line is not my phrase it's something Alex Turner used to say.
The band were really banging live, you’d seen them play before
But now it’s slightly different, cus there’s 40,000 more
People try’n to get some tickets and beat you through the door
And half of them are filthy Touts, of that you can be sure
Get out you touts, get out you touts
We don’t want your sort around here
Get out you touts, get out you touts
We don’t want your sort around here
So you go online to get your tickets, you were sent a unique link
You’d be guaranteed to get some this time, or that’s what you might think
But at six o’clock the servers down the websites on the blink
So you take a look on E-bay and your heart begins to sink
So get out you touts, get out you touts
We don’t want your sort around here
Get out you touts, get out you touts
We don’t want your sort around here
Don’t you know it’s a form of organised crime?
That dirty little hackers gone beat you every time
So get out you touts, get out you touts
We don’t want your sort around here
Get out you touts, get out you touts
We don’t want your sort around here
Later on that evening, I guess you must have must have lost the plot
You were one click away from E-bay, when something must have made you stop
And you went back to the website where you couldn’t believe your luck
They’d released a few more tickets and you gladly snapped them up
And you didn’t have to give those filthy touts a second look
Your conscience had been cleared and suddenly things were looking up
So get out you touts, get out you touts
We don’t want your sort around here
Get out you touts, get out you touts
We don’t want your sort, don’t want your sort, don’t want you sort around here