Yeah so far it's all right, all right, baby
So here we are, it's quarter to 11
We're knocking round town
Pushing in, in the bar, you can cry until 11, it's a quarter of an hour
And why stay if you hate it so much?
You think you're well cool,
You just write about sex and killing yourself and how you hardly ever
went to school
We're knocking round town
Pushing in, in the bar, you can cry until 11, it's a quarter of an hour
And why stay if you hate it so much?
You think you're well cool,
You just write about sex and killing yourself and how you hardly ever
went to school
