Last of the Small Town Playboys (previously called Playboys) is track #11 on Dirty Pretty Things' debut album Waterloo to Anywhere. Contrarily to what one may suppose, it does not knowingly reference Morrissey's "The Last Of The Famous International Playboys." Carl Barat stated he 'wasn't aware of the Morrissey song' before someone pointed out the similarity, in an interview with NME.
Barat refers to a "small town playboy" as a big fish in a little pond, the way he himself would have probably finished up had he stayed in his home town of Basingstoke.
Waterloo to Anywhere | Dirty Pretty Things | Album | 2006-05-05 |
Puffing on a Coffin Nail: Live at the Forum | Dirty Pretty Things | London, UK | 2006-10-16 |
Puffing on a Coffin Nail: Live at the Forum | Dirty Pretty Things | London, UK | 2006-10-16 |
Lowlands Festival | Dirty Pretty Things | Walibi Holland, Biddinghuizen NL | 2006-08-19 |
Pukkelpop Festival | Dirty Pretty Things | Kiewit, BEL | 2006-08-18 |
Le Rock Dans Tous Ses Etats | Dirty Pretty Things | Evreux, France | 2006-06-24 |
Leicester University | Dirty Pretty Things | Leicester University, UK | 2006-04-28 |
Paradiso, Amsterdam | Dirty Pretty Things | Paradiso, Amsterdam | 2006-03-31 |
02 ABC | Dirty Pretty Things | Glasgow, Scotland | 2006-03-05 |
To think that the last of the small town
playboys was a little bit like me
Hold on
Well what could that mean?
Well I‘m still looking around for leads
Cos when it comes to playboys
Small towns are bursting at the seams
England's getting fat
But this suit is wearing thin
So deal me another hand
Before the games begin
Well what do you do if the world owes you something ?
What else is there to do
When the world owes you something new?
I want you just to forget myself
I need you just to forget myself
I want you just to forget myself
And so the last of the small town playboys
Is a little bit like me
Hold on
Now what could that mean?
No hope of hope and glory
Spilling down the Camden Road
I'm in it for the story
That you spit at me in code
Well, my hearts in a headlock and my soul goes on unsung
Unsung for the lonely
Well what do you do when your world owes you something ?
Oh what is there to do
When the world owes you something new?
I want you just to forget myself
I need you just to forget myself
I 've got you just to forget myself
I need you
I want you
I've got you just to forget myself
I need you
I want you
I've got you just to forget myself