He's got money to spend
Takes him round the bend
Wants to slide right in with his
New found friends
He was sad, Run down
And he started to drown
Went from sharp white snow
To the Golden brown
You're a grown up now
You do grown up things
And you light a spliff
While your peers all ping
Got your phone muted
But nobody rings
Yeah the tunes all wrong
But we all still sing
Uh
WOT are you running away from?
Are you just sick of living
Under the thumb?
WOT are you running away from?
Are you just sick of living
Under the thumb?
He's sat in the corner
Listening to new order
And started to wonder
The eternal slumber
When it would come
And how it would be
Not getting any younger
He sat in the corner
And it sent him under
He's a grown up now
He does grown up things
And he lights his spliff
While his peers all ping
Got his phone muted
But nobody rings
Yeah the tunes all wrong but we all still sing
I said the tunes all wrong but we all still sing
Wot are you running away from?
Are you just sick of living
Under the thumb?
Here it comes for the full tongue twister
Never pinned him for a full time waster
Not his fault he loves the drugs and the liquor
In thoughts all of the time
'cause the ghosts in his mind
Turn down for a second
And it feels sublime.
When the crowd starts to beckon
And he loses himself
A force to be reckoned
No guns, no knives
Just a mouth as a weapon
Yeah the Tunes all wrong
But we still and we Sing
Wot (what) are you running away from?
Are you just sick of living
Under the thumb?
What are you running away from?