Lyrics: Julia works Monday to Friday At the local convenience store Selling newspapers with polite conversation At the back of her mind she wants more Her heart isn’t in it but she soldiers on Can’t wait to walk out the door Mundane routine no job satisfaction She thinks that her life is a bore
This is the ballad of nobody, really It could be you and could also be me Chucked in the bin like a takeaway tin And left on the side for a while
Steven strolls on with a big cheeky grin Asks Julia out on a date He says we could see a movie or do something groovy There’s a band playing on the estate
Julia smiles, pauses for a while Can’t remember the last time she went out So she says yes, oh I can’t wait This Saturday Nights a date
This is the ballad of nobody, really It could be you and could also be me Everyone knows how the stories go Although this ain't like those reality shows
Saturday came, it started to rain Steven arrived in a cab Wearing a whistle he reckons that "This will make Julia think I’m a man"
When she arrived he couldn’t believe his eye That this was his date for the night She was a stunner, no need to do a runner So he said “Hi, you look nice”
This is the ballad of nobody, really It could be you and could also be me Everyone knows how the stories go Although this ain't like those reality shows
The evening went well but you never can tell Will they get together again He says he call her, the cab rounds the corner So they part with a kiss in the doorway
Will they, won’t they Will they, won’t they Will they, won’t they Will they, won’t they
This is the ballad of nobody, really It could be you and could also be me Chucked in the bin like a takeaway tin And left on the side for a while
This is the ballad of nobody, really It could be you and could also be me Everyone knows how the stories go Although this ain't like those reality shows
(This is the ballad of nobody, really) (It could be you and could also be me) (This is the ballad of nobody, really) (It could be you and could also be me)
This is the ballad of nobody, really It could be you and could also be me This is the ballad of nobody, really It could be you and could also be me
Song Credits Written by: Gary Knight, Oli Orton Producer: Oli Orton Mixer: Oli Orton Mastering: JP Braddock Electric Guitar / Lead Vocals: Oli Orton Drums: Declan Mills Bass: Billy Woodfield Organ: Gary Knight
Video Credits Videography & Editing by Reece Jeffrey Steven: Oli Orton Julia: Katie Smith
Lyrics: Julia works Monday to Friday At the local convenience store Selling newspapers with polite conversation At the back of her mind she wants more Her heart isn’t in it but she soldiers on Can’t wait to walk out the door Mundane routine no job satisfaction She thinks that her life is a bore
This is the ballad of nobody, really It could be you and could also be me Chucked in the bin like a takeaway tin And left on the side for a while
Steven strolls on with a big cheeky grin Asks Julia out on a date He says we could see a movie or do something groovy There’s a band playing on the estate
Julia smiles, pauses for a while Can’t remember the last time she went out So she says yes, oh I can’t wait This Saturday Nights a date
This is the ballad of nobody, really It could be you and could also be me Everyone knows how the stories go Although this ain't like those reality shows
Saturday came, it started to rain Steven arrived in a cab Wearing a whistle he reckons that "This will make Julia think I’m a man"
When she arrived he couldn’t believe his eye That this was his date for the night She was a stunner, no need to do a runner So he said “Hi, you look nice”
This is the ballad of nobody, really It could be you and could also be me Everyone knows how the stories go Although this ain't like those reality shows
The evening went well but you never can tell Will they get together again He says he call her, the cab rounds the corner So they part with a kiss in the doorway
Will they, won’t they Will they, won’t they Will they, won’t they Will they, won’t they
This is the ballad of nobody, really It could be you and could also be me Chucked in the bin like a takeaway tin And left on the side for a while
This is the ballad of nobody, really It could be you and could also be me Everyone knows how the stories go Although this ain't like those reality shows
(This is the ballad of nobody, really) (It could be you and could also be me) (This is the ballad of nobody, really) (It could be you and could also be me)
This is the ballad of nobody, really It could be you and could also be me This is the ballad of nobody, really It could be you and could also be me
Song Credits Written by: Gary Knight, Oli Orton Producer: Oli Orton Mixer: Oli Orton Mastering: JP Braddock Electric Guitar / Lead Vocals: Oli Orton Drums: Declan Mills Bass: Billy Woodfield Organ: Gary Knight
Video Credits Videography & Editing by Reece Jeffrey Steven: Oli Orton Julia: Katie Smith
#sharpclassSharp Class - Televisionary (Official Music Video)Sharp Class2026-09-25 | "Televisionary" taken from the album "Faith In the Brakes" https://lnkfi.re/listentosharpclass
Lyrics: Watching from afar You know he knows where you are He says “Gimme, gimme your undivided attention” “I know the truth and you are welcome”
Are we free? Eyes on the screen Listen to this man He’s another televisionary Are we free? Offering up belief Listen to this man He’s another televisionary
He’s in my home, he’s in my hand He’s in my head, he’ll get you if he can He wants new recruits to carry the torch And burn the ones he never caught Is this mind control, or just plain stupid Or a fool looking for someone to confide Artificial wisdom, guerrilla tactics Any time of the day, nobody panic
Are we free? Eyes on the screen Listen to this man He’s another televisionary Are we free? Offering up belief Listen to this man He’s another televisionary
Who makes you sick in the head You’re not free at all, just a nervous wreck This transmission’s a tripwire So turn it off
Are we free? Eyes on the screen Listen to this man He’s another televisionary Are we free? Offering up belief Listen to this man He’s another televisionary
Are we free? Eyes on the screen Listen to this man He’s another televisionary Are we free? Offering up belief Listen to this man He’s another televisionary
Video by Reece Jeffrey @theofficial_jeffers
Written and produced by: Oli Orton Mixed by: Oli Orton Mastered by: JP Braddock Electric Guitar & Vocals: Oli Orton Drums: Declan Mills Bass Guitar: Billy Woodfield
#sharpclassSharp Class - Germany 2025 Tour DiarySharp Class2026-09-09 | Come with us on our first venture to Germany!
Listen to our latest album 'Welcome To The Matinee Show (Of The End Of The World)' - https://lnkfi.re/wttms
Lyrics: Tide is high And I got my mind set on you With my odds set low I became another player in the game
I wanna tear the pages out from this life I wanna throw the rule book out in the fire
All I wanna say is I’m stuck on you (stuck on you) Everything has gotta be just how I want it to (I want it to)
Wrong from right I thought time would be the test for us I hoped for us Through paper hearts that blow away
I wanna steal a moment frozen in time I wanna spill the secrets yet I’m caught in a lie
All I wanna say is I’m stuck on you (stuck on you) Everything has gotta be just how I want it to (I want it to)
Written by Billy Woodfield Mixed by: Oli Orton Mastered by: JP Braddock
#sharpclassSharp Class - Stuck On You (Official Music Video)Sharp Class2026-08-28 | "Stuck On You" taken from the album "Faith In the Brakes" https://lnkfi.re/listentosharpclass
Lyrics: Tide is high And I got my mind set on you With my odds set low I became another player in the game
I wanna tear the pages out from this life I wanna throw the rule book out in the fire
All I wanna say is I’m stuck on you (stuck on you) Everything has gotta be just how I want it to (I want it to)
Wrong from right I thought time would be the test for us I hoped for us Through paper hearts that blow away
I wanna steal a moment frozen in time I wanna spill the secrets yet I’m caught in a lie
All I wanna say is I’m stuck on you (stuck on you) Everything has gotta be just how I want it to (I want it to)
Written by Billy Woodfield Mixed by: Oli Orton Mastered by: JP Braddock
#sharpclassSharp Class - Alive (Official Music Video)Sharp Class2026-07-23 | "Alive" taken from the album "Faith In the Brakes" https://lnkfi.re/listentosharpclass
Lyrics: Blinded by the morning After a restless night’s sleep Scared of being chewed up And poisoned by the machine Dragged into a state And pinned to the floor You say “this could be the last of your chances” “So don’t take it for granted”
You’re alive with me I’m alive with you Live in our moment To each other We are holding on I’ve never felt so alive
Don’t wanna spend these days Sticking around like this is heavens waiting room Let’s shed the trouble Let’s feel ourselves bloom Let’s be vital Be each other's survival
You’re alive with me I’m alive with you Live in our moment To each other We are holding on I’ve never felt so alive
You’re alive with me I’m alive with you
Jolt my heart You’re the bolt from the blue A shock to my senses You’re the match that lit my fuse
You’re alive with me I’m alive with you Live in our moment To each other We are holding on I’ve never felt so alive
Yeah, you make me feel alive
Song Credits Written and produced by: Oli Orton Mixed by: Oli Orton Mastered by: JP Braddock Electric Guitar & Vocals: Oli Orton Drums: Declan Mills Bass Guitar: Billy Woodfield
#sharpclassSharp Class - Faith In The Brakes (Official Music Video)Sharp Class2026-04-28 | Faith In the Brakes - out everywhere now https://lnkfi.re/listentosharpclass
Lyrics: I’m travelling in the fast lane Taking over, over and over Not a moment to watch and stare I can’t care or I’ll lose my place
This ain’t a race but I just can’t stop I’ve been moving along forever When said and done and my time has come I’ll put my faith in the brakes
Lost in a rhythm it pushes me along I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone Foot to the floor, looking around’s no more I won, I won, I should have won
This ain’t a race but I just can’t stop I’ve been moving along forever When said and done and my time has come I’ll put my faith in the brakes Put my faith in the brakes
I put my faith in the brakes And question tomorrow yesterday I drive myself dizzy again And put my faith in the brakes Brickwalls and motorways Don’t stall my high-speed chase Red light, got the buzz Don’t spoil my tunnel vision Locked in my domain All must win, the end game Lack of pace, tension strain Pulling teeth, put faith in the…
Song Credits Written by: Oli Orton – Producer: Oli Orton – Mixer: Oli Orton – Mastering: JP Braddock – Electric Guitar / Lead Vocals: Oli Orton – Drums: Declan Mills – Bass: Billy Woodfield
Video Credits Videography & Editing by Reece Jeffrey
#sharpclassthe melody chord unwinds me, the rhythm of life unties me 🎶 #timelessmelodySharp Class2026-04-26 | ...Strumming some new tunes. This is Brand New Issue - A track from our next albumSharp Class2026-04-18 | Tour tickets went on sale this week, and here’s a rendition of a track on our next album called Brand New Issue ✌️“I Think We’re Alone Now”Acoustic coverSharp Class2026-03-30 | the beating of our hearts is the only sound #ithinkwerealonenowneeds more cowbell.Sharp Class2026-03-26 | ...Which Way To Holland? - Backstage Pass with Sharp Class - Episode 1Sharp Class2026-03-19 | Following in the footsteps of the Trotters, we found ourselves saying "Which way to Holland?" as we embarked on a 72 hour journey to the Netherlands and back.
Backstage Pass with Sharp Class video series Step behind the backdrop with Backstage Pass with Sharp Class, an exclusive video series that takes you into the world of Nottinghams very own Sharp Class. From candid moments to intimate insights into life on and off the stage.Sharp Class - Sugar Glass (Live at The Pavilion, Isle Of Wight, England)Sharp Class2025-09-18 | Sugar Glass (Live at The Pavilion, Isle Of Wight, England) - out everywhere now https://lnkfi.re/faithinthebrakes-live-at-the-night-owl
Lyrics: Suck your cider from a Sugar Glass The weight of desperation will make you crack If you spill your true colours Mop them up with your mask
God bless the burgeoning ego It fulfils the role thoroughly Don't let slip that it's a placebo You'll find yourself in social redundancy
Counterfeit A hypocrite Too conceited to admit That you're a counterfeit A hypocrite You long to be just somebody
Neck some more in the company of witnesses Wannabe protagonist keeping up appearances Pissed on being adored And fearing his own differences
God bless the burgeoning ego It fulfils the role thoroughly Don't let slip that it's a placebo You'll find yourself in social redundancy
Counterfeit A hypocrite Too conceited to admit That you're a counterfeit A hypocrite You long to be just somebody
Now you're as shallow as your drink by the time you leave Supped your identity and wiped the rest down your sleeve You're gonna smash that sugar glass act with ease And pick up the shards of your shattered integrity
Counterfeit A hypocrite Too conceited to admit That you're a counterfeit A hypocrite You long to be just somebody else
Guitar & Vocals: Oli Orton Bass Guitar & Vocals: Billy Woodfield Backing Vocals: Linda Pardee Second Guitar & Backing Vocals: Tim Gillis Drums: Declan Mills Mixed & Mastered by: Oli Orton Artwork by: Oli OrtonSharp Class - Faith in the Brakes (Live at The Night Owl, Birmingham, England)Sharp Class2025-09-07 | Faith in the Brakes (Live at The Night Owl, Birmingham, England) - out everywhere now https://lnkfi.re/faithinthebrakes-live-at-the-night-owl
Lyrics: I'm traveling in the fast lane Taking over, over and over Not a moment to watch and stare I can't care or all I'll lose my place
This ain't a race but I just can't stop I've been moving along forever When said and done and my time has come I'll put my faith in the brakes
Lost in a rhythm is pushes me along I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone Foot to the the floor looking arounds no more I won, I won, I should have won
This ain't a race but I just can't stop I've been moving along forever When said and done and my time has come I'll put my faith in the brakes
I'll put my faith in the brakes And question tomorrow yesterday I'll drive myself dizzy again And put my faith in the brakes
Brickwalls and motorways Don't stall my high speed chase Red light got the buzz Don't spoil my tunnelvision
Locked in my domain All must win the endgame Lack of peace tension-strain Pulling teeth Put faith in the...
Guitar & Vocals: Oli Orton Bass Guitar & Vocals: Billy Woodfield Drums: Declan Mills Mixed by Oli OrtonSharp Class - Ivory Tower (Live at The Night Owl, Birmingham, England)Sharp Class2025-08-29 | Ivory Tower (Live at The Night Owl, Birmingham, England) - out everywhere now https://lnkfi.re/ivorytower-live-at-the-night-owl
Lyrics: The doors are shut while they're having words But if they've got to get a point across they must be heard Just like a schoolboy in the playground Wanting the last word in before the bell sounds
The words they speak don't speak to me What they see I can't say I see Inside their rooms removed from reality Truth be told; that sounds so revolutionary
The ivory tower burns from the inside out The structures failing now the whole things coming down The ivory tower burns from the inside out They've set it ablaze and it's crashing to the ground
Promises are thrown into the flames Each done with a twisted smile and no trace of shame What's left of hope is taken and torched And we can watch it smoulder as the common people fall
Minds turned criminal against the public Critical Remarks will leave you clinging to nothing To bow down would do myself injustice For leaders that care only for their own interests Carry intent that's all too biased
The ivory tower burns from the inside out The structures failing now the whole things coming down The ivory tower burns from the inside out They've set it ablaze and it's crashing to the ground
That Face, that smug Face You wear when you're disclosing Another matter, but what's the matter with you?
The ivory tower burns from the inside out The structures failing now the whole things coming down The ivory tower burns from the inside out They've set it ablaze and it's crashing to the ground
Guitar & Vocals: Oli Orton Bass Guitar & Vocals: Billy Woodfield Drums: Declan Mills Mixed by Oli OrtonTop night! 💥 This is what our first time in Cornwall looked like 👀Sharp Class2025-04-28 | ...one of the first songs I learnt to play on the guitar many years ago 🎸Sharp Class2025-02-10 | ...Whippin out the ol Christmas choons my lovely jubbly Christmas jumper 🎸 #christmassongs #coversongSharp Class2024-12-15 | ...We were having the best time at Purple Weekend for our final show of 2024💥🇪🇸Sharp Class2024-12-14 | ...tour has never looked so retro 🎞️ #albumtour #sharpclassSharp Class2024-11-13 | ...SHARP CLASS - USA TOUR 2024 (PART 3)Sharp Class2024-11-03 | As we wind down our USA tour, see what was in store for us during our final days in New York...
Listen to our latest album 'Welcome To The Matinee Show (Of The End Of The World)' - https://lnkfi.re/wttms
Watch the entire Sharp Class USA TOUR 2024 Series -
Our headline tour is coming to town! We’re playing our new album AND a bunch of your other favourite Sharp Class songs 🤯 Tickets are on sale now http://sharpclass.co.uk/tour
Footage filmed in: Hatch Memorial Shell, Boston MA | The Burren, Somerville MA | Parkside Lounge, New York | Fenway Park, Boston MA |
Credits Producer: Sharp Class Mixer: Oliver Orton Mastering: JP Braddock Electric Guitar / Lead Vocals: Oliver Orton Drums: Declan Mills Bass: Billy Woodfield Percussion: Linda Pardee, Bruce Caporal, Tim Gillis Additional background vocals: Tim Gillis, Linda Pardee Additional electric guitar: Tim Gillis
Lyrics: Suck your cider from a Sugar Glass The weight of desperation will make you crack If you spill your true colours Mop them up with your mask
God bless the burgeoning ego It fulfils the roll thoroughly Don't let slip that it's a placebo You'll find yourself in social redundancy
Counterfeit A hypocrite Too conceited to admit That you're a counterfeit A hypocrite You long to be just somebody
Neck some more in the company of witnesses Wannabe protagonist keeping up appearances Pissed on being adored And fearing his own differences
God bless the burgeoning ego It fulfils the roll thoroughly Don't let slip that it's a placebo You'll find yourself in social redundancy
Counterfeit A hypocrite Too conceited to admit That you're a counterfeit A hypocrite You long to be just somebody
Now you're as shallow as your drink by the time you leave Supped your identity and wiped the rest down your sleeve You're gonna smash that sugar glass act with ease And pick up the shards of your shattered integrity
Counterfeit A hypocrite Too conceited to admit That you're a counterfeit A hypocrite You long to be just somebody else
LYRICS: You're on the bus in the morning 6:30am Your best friends on the phone to him Because they're courting again Anyone left yet to find their pride Leave a footnote at the door
I get these moments of introspection I don't know what to do Look in the mirror believing that I'm Doing the right thing
I'm on the bones of my arse with nowt in my pocket Fates got its eye on me Dreams in the pipeline lost in the white light Hopes bound by life's weight Oh yeah
Another glass poised to vacant lips It's groundhog day for you Welcome to the club my friend We're called the Ordinary People
Join the line side by side Ordinary People Come and see what you'll find Ordinary People
Ordinary People (Ordinary People) Ordinary People (Ordinary People) Ordinary People (Ordinary People) Ordinary People, oh yeah
Videography / Camera Operation / Editing by: Reece Jeffrey
LYRICS: I’ve always been told that I’ll fail without a plan B Regret my choices, end up down a blind alley But I won't bruise my knees to be a piston in a system That plans my existence without heeding the ambitions
I'm wanted in a particular place Completely willing, no questions to ask A faceless face with a number for a name Now tell me why would I want that?
Catch my breath and pick myself up Tuck my shirt back in and dust myself off For if there's a purpose I will catch my breath
My belief is firm, it lays with no one but myself No phoney incentives or false offerings of help Oh how uninviting when the eyes follow a script I feel as if my own fate isn’t mine to predict
I'm wanted in the palm of a hand Feeding on bullsh*t with no strings attached Obeying orders, programmed to serve demand Now tell me why would I want that?
Catch my breath and pick myself up Tuck my shirt back in and dust myself off For as long as I live I will catch my breath
I'm wanted in a particular place Completely willing, no questions to ask A faceless face with a number for a name I'm wanted in the palm of a hand Feeding on bullsh*t with no strings attached Obeying orders, programmed to serve demand
Catch my breath and pick myself up Tuck my shirt back in and dust myself off Catch my breath and pick myself up Tuck my shirt back in and dust myself off
I'll catch my breath (catch my breath and pick myself up) (catch my breath and dust myself off) (catch my breath and pick myself up) (catch my breath)
Creative Lead / Director / Editor - Reece Jeffrey Videography and Camera Operation by: Reece Jeffrey and Owen Kelly Assistant Director: Alex Robertson
Cast • Bartenders: Oliver Orton and Billy Woodfield • Chief Bartender: Declan Mills • The "Punters": Alex Robertson, Katie Smith, Katie Stevens, Shaun Mills, Cory Mills, Claire Morroll, Maxine Ward, Maria Orton, Nigel Orton, Mick Keetley, Tony Brown, Danny Pharmah, Tracey Anderson, Michele Robertson, Paula & Tig Tierney, Craig Frost and Members of Ilkeston Scooter Club.
#sharpclass #mullofkintyreOur new single “Ivory Tower” is out now💥 #music #newsong #newmusic #guitarmusic #alternativerockSharp Class2023-12-17 | ...Sharp Class - Where Id Rather Be (Official Music Video)Sharp Class2023-10-08 | Sharp Class - Where I'd Rather Be (Music Video)
LYRICS: My mind, it ticks more than anyone would guess Going over like clockwork it won't rest Unless it's in a place of ease Where I feel my best and I can do what I please
Escapism is bliss Reverie never goes amiss
My own little world is where I'd rather be My own little world is much more of my scene My own little world is tailor-made to suit me Just for me
Walk through the door and pour myself my fourth cup of tea Sit in the living room and catch the last bit of news at six on TV All too soon an hour has passed and my cup of tea's stone cold And I can't even repeat the tragic stories Mr. Whatshisface newsreader told
Escapism is bliss Reverie never goes amiss
My own little world is where I'd rather be My own little world is much more of my scene My own little world is tailor-made to suit me Just for me
Put on a brave face and face the world Put on a brave face and face the real world Cast away into existences palm Where the harder you swim the more you drown Society waited with open arms To bring you in and choke you out
My mind, it ticks more than anyone would guess Going over like clockwork it won't rest
In the blitz of the working week, amongst the fray From dawn to dusk, life and death, burning sun or pouring rain Besides the fact of whether I'm trapped in life's fast lane I find myself reconciling with the fairies that take me away
Escapism is bliss Reverie never goes amiss
My own little world is where I'd rather be My own little world is much more of my scene My own little world is tailor-made to suit me Just for me
LYRICS: Mondays came along, we'd think nothing of it 'Til we got a little older Fridays came along and felt the start of something Trying to get a grip on who we were
So Saturdays became our time As we could bend the rules and step out of line When the night seemed attractive and the day seemed just for us
Tales of a teenage mind Blur the lines of truth or lie Boredom and freedom went hand in hand And when it came down to it life was but a free ride
Waiting for moments that would light a fuse The ideas that made our minds tick Our motives were merely naive prospects We were only living for kicks
Like kicking around in fields And telling stories that were supposedly real Having a laugh wishing time would last and thinking "We've got this all sussed"
Tales of a teenage mind Blur the lines of truth or lie Boredom and freedom went hand in hand And when it came down to it life was but a free ride
The trials and tribulations that would seem the be all and end all The same old shit that came from the same old people The lessons you learnt outside the classrooms Are the ones that stick with you Before our ideals seemed to change and the weeks would waste away
Tales of a teenage mind Blur the lines of truth or lie Boredom and freedom went hand in hand And when it came down to it life was but a free ride
Thanks for the support!New music video coming soon...Sharp Class2023-09-11 | Coming soon. The music video for our song "Where I'd Rather Be".
In the meantime, stream "Where I'd Rather Be" - https://lnkfi.re/whereidratherbeDay Four - We played at Genos Rock Club, and it was...Sharp Class2023-07-10 | The USA Tour Diary: Day Four - Revved up and ready to go, the group depart Melrose in their newly acquired minivan and head for Portland, Maine. With time to kill, they explore the streets of Portland before making their way to Geno’s Rock Club for their second show in the USA.