Another happy lad with dirty pictures plastered on the wall.

A british beach collection a classic alcoholic argument.

I don't want to see the sights there is nothing worse,

Thank god i don't have to see the sights.



This bloody city,

I don't want to waste another year.

Likenising ozone(s) are falling from the sky in front of me.



I don't want to see the sights there is nothing worse,

Thank god i told you not to see the sights.

So, this is life,

You don't seem like history to me.



Tell me i don't know.

Are the bruises on your face stick-on-ones

Why don't i find out what you want there is never

A place i have been through,

You're going to wind up with every sod and stall,

They are going to wind up with you and you, and you...


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