I remember thinking murder in the car
Watching dogs somersault
Through sprinklers on tiny lawns
I remember the graffiti, we are your children
Coming in with spray cans of paint
I remember the sunset and the plains of cement
And the way the night seems to turn the colour of orangeade

In this town cellurlar phones are hot with teens
In this town we all go to terminal pubs
It helps us sweat out those angry bits of life
From this town the English Army grind
Their teeth to glass
You'll get kicked tonight
Smell of puke and piss
Smell of puke and piss on your stilettos

Here comes that panic attack
My heart stops, then it starts
Give me a drink
I'll drink you round
I'll take you round the pole
It's cold up here
You'll catch the flu or you'll catch the city
Either way you'll catch the flu
Or you'll catch the city

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