: You know it (know it, know) When it's over (over, over) Doors are closing (closing, closing) Feel the sober (sober, sober) Staring at you (at you,
trains leave the station Left standing alone without a ticket You light up my life You give me hope You carry on You light up my days And you, you light up
she'll secure her head Between her thighs for a thorough night suck Along with this she'll be drinking her piss So Louise don't have to get up Two goddesses
: Light the match, burn the flower Leave behind, all the wrong Why be sad? When happiness can be bought for a little more then free Modern day prohibition
professional punkers We come from the suburbs After 15 years, we're still having fun Now we're over 30, not looking so purty At least we got a beat up
: Hello, welcome to our CD Can you hear the blatant similarity To Linoleum and Shadows Of Defeat?
: Birds are dumb, 'cause small bird brains But so are kids and old people Some birds talk, most others sing I don't see you eat a talking bird Pigs
a bladder infection I never thought I'd miss my vas deferans I traded it in for a pair of huge cans Now I get to hang with lesbians Operation paid up
Hello, welcome to our CD Can you hear the blatant similarity To Linoleum and Shadows Of Defeat?
Can't you see my soul, on the record sleeve? It?s going up for sale, as soon as it gets saved Interrogation blues, once again I lose You don?t get to
tell her dad, don't worry sir we won't stay out late I'm in love with her The pharmacist's daughter She's got my love I get her drugs Waking up in the
re professional punkers We come from the suburbs After 15 years, we're still having fun Now we're over 30, not looking so purty At least we got a beat up
that rum and Coke That's not behaviour for old folk Can we just hang on holidays Dad and mom What planet are you from? And what convinced you to pack up
Light the match, burn the flower Leave behind, all the wrong Why be sad? When happiness can be bought for a little more then free Modern day prohibition
tell you what I really think I like about Mondays Cause they feel like Saturdays When you don't gotto go to work Every day is a holiday I wake up when
Birds are dumb, 'cause small bird brains But so are kids and old people Some birds talk, most others sing I don't see you eat a talking bird Pigs smell