Oh they might wear classic reeboks Or knackered converse Or trackie bottoms tucked in socks But all of that's what the point is not The point's that there ain't no romance around there And there's the truth that they can't see They'd probably like to throw a punch at me And if you could only see them then you would agree Agree that there ain't romance around there You know, oh it's a funny thing you know We'll tell 'em if you like, we'll tell 'em all tonight They'll never listen 'Cause their minds are made up and course it's all OK to carry on that way And over there there's broken bones There's only music so that there's new ringtones But it don't take no Sherlock Holmes To see it's a little different around here Don't get me wrong though there's boys in bands And kids who like to scrap with pool cues in their hands And just 'cause he's had a coupla cans He thinks it's alright to act like a dickhead Don't you know, oh it's a funny thing you know We'll tell 'em if you like, we'll tell 'em all tonight They'll never listen Cause their minds are made up And course it's all OK to carry on that way I said no, oh no Oh you won't get me to go Anywhere, said anywhere I won't go Oh no no Well over there there's friends of mine What can I say? I've known 'em for a long long time And yeah, they might over step the line But I just cannot get angry in the same way Oh not in the same way Well not in the same way Oh no Oh no no

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June 2010