As I drive in I can see the lights in lines and how many have kids How many have, how many have kids sat under, waiting, just waiting for eighteen to happen
The whole feel is so right It just gets misunderstood In colours and a haze Of indifference to your achievement
The wind destroys hairstyles spent hours on And your evenings ruined before its even begun
Lack of motivation for anything but passing Hanging out of a car screaming to Nirvana Like someone who swayed to Suede Is this carefully constructed? Like someone who swayed to Suede It's just a mixed up day
The whole feel is so right It just gets misunderstood In colours and a haze Of indifference to your achievement Feels so right Your achievement Somebody Understand me
