Lyrics by Hewings/Boag. Music by These Animal Men

Released on (Come On, Join) The High Society LP

We Are Living

Nicotine, alcohol, amphetamine, we take it all
Homio, hetero, fellatio, boy's own
Cheapskate, girl bait, heart rate, masturbate
Fishing for better rates in church square, we're too late

To get back to bed is our own aggravation
Spellbound by our dreams of our own frustration

A crowd pleaser that brings pleasure to the teaser
That's me and him and him and him
Why are we here when you're all supposed to be living

A supercharged skinny hellbent on his own destruction
I can't change the world only my own generation

But, big but, we are living

Like a brethren of satchel carrying, feather tops
Advocating beat talkin', soul searching, some aggravation

We're captivating a piece of our time
Immortalising our own creation
So we will always be here
We'll say goodbye but we'll always ring in your ear

It's not a crime to have heroes
But if you never ever look back
Then you'll never ever see that we are living