We're closer in pairs
As neighbours sit and stare
Windows shields, weak to rocks
When you throw a lot
What a big top hat
You want us to know that
Matrix reloaded upon your shoulders
You drink mead, so you told us
Pirate metal parties
Foreskins getting cheesy
From making a scene
Over your mobile screen
Do you need that cane?
So we remember your name?
Black in the summer
Oh what a bummer
Your night life's Lady Luck
Where Jake tries to f*ck
Any girl who'll listen
Any girl's the mission
Metal numbers on the jukebox
Skull rings with red and black striped socks
Chicken wings
The vegan sing
The final destination
Is Westgate train station
Where you're all out of sight
'Til tomorrow night
Rest well, rest easy
And may greasy hair stay sleazy