Cheers for the Memories by Rhiann Griffiths - Zona

Cheers for the Memories by Rhiann Griffiths - Zona

Lyrics

[Verse 1 – Waking Up Like a Hungover Resurrection]

Rolled outta bed like, “Bloody hell, I’m still breathing?”

Been dead inside longer than a Northern winter season.

Soul finally booted up with a Tesco-value spark,

Guess the universe said “Oi—get up, sweetheart, it’s gone dark.”

Life tried to bin me, tried to shove me in the ground,

But I popped back up like a drunk mate you thought you’d lost in town.

[Pre-Chorus – Proper British Sarcasm]

Yeah, I was dead in the eyes like a Monday at school,

Now I’m legging it through life like a kid on a stolen scooter—proper cool.

Every heartbeat’s chaos, every breath is a scene,

I’m alive again, babe,

sorry to all the people who preferred me unseen.

[Chorus – British Punk Chaos]

So cheers for the madness, the chaos, the stories,

Thanks for the memories—especially the dodgy ones, no worries.

I’m living like I nicked my life

Round the back of an Asda spree,

’Cause I was dead for a long-ass time

Now I’m buzzing like five quid energy.

Raise a pint to the breakdowns, the bollocks, the enemies—

I’m alive again, darling,

Cheers for the memories.

[Verse 2 – Living Like a UK Menace]

Now I laugh too loud, eat everything, flirt like a muppet,

Make choices so tragic even my mum’s like “oh please stop it.”

Sunrise hits my face like a slap from the tube,

But I still get up like, “Alright life—your move.”

Living life like a fox rummaging bins at half past three,

Causing chaos like it’s legally required of me.

[Pre-Chorus – British Absurdity]

I spent years being a ghost like a dodgy WiFi router,

Now I’m out here causing drama with a pint and a scooter.

Life gave me a second chance and I went “sound,”

Already cocked it up twice—but still sticking around.

[Chorus – Funnier, More UK Cynical]

So cheers for the nonsense, the carnage, the glory,

Thanks for the memories—every messed-up story.

I’m living like I robbed the universe

And didn’t even flee,

’Cause I was dead for a long-ass time

Now I’ve got main character energy.

Yeah, shoutout to the heartbreaks, the mistakes, the enemies—

I’m alive again, baby,

Cheers for the memories (even the catastrophes).

[Bridge – Punk Breakdown With British Slang Screaming]

Kick the door in, seize the moment,

Life’s a bit of a shambles—might as well own it.

If chaos was a pub, I’d have my own seat,

Being alive is weird, mate…

But it’s better than six feet.

[Final Chorus – Goblin Mode, UK Edition]

So cheers to the chaos, the carnage, the glory,

Thanks for the memories—especially the gory.

I’m living like the world’s my birthday

And no one asked me to leave,

’Cause I was dead for bloody ages

Now I’m wild, unhinged, relieved.

Yeah, I’m loud, I’m a menace, and thriving ironically—

Cheers for the memories, darling—

Especially the ones I survived accidentally.