Lyrics
Or maybe it s the corner where they all hang out, i reckon when tomorrow comes i ll be normal
Why does everybody try to be a real big wheel, with all these cowboys and bunkers and creeps
Maybe it s the kids as they swarm around, cus i really like the part where the heroine dies
Or maybe it s the corner where they all hang out, drive my mule down a lane or two, it doesn t matter but if they live on the street
Maybe i ll recall what it was by the country, she takes away so many million secrets
Or maybe it s the corner where they all hang out, i got no idea where we go from here
i went down the road to see the end of the movie
I reckon when tomorrow comes i ll be normal, with all these cowboys and bunkers and creeps The, i reckon that s the high and the low of my weekend
Cus i really like the part where the heroine dies, maybe that s why we re living in bunkers, don t tell me in anger just tell me for real
Maybe i ll recall what it was by the country, why does everybody try to be a real big wheel, i reckon that s all the crazy wool they can pull
she takes away so many million secrets
Maybe it s the tires that they burn past my window, we re living in we re living in we re living in
it doesn t matter but if they live on the street
Maybe that s why we re living in bunkers, why does everybody try to be a real big wheel
She takes away so many million secrets, i went down the road to see the end of the movie, or maybe it s the noise in the streets and the car parks
I reckon that s the high and the low of my weekend, maybe it s the kids as they swarm around The, i got no idea where we go from here
I think i ll be a government thug one day, it drives me spoolers in millions of ways
I reckon when tomorrow comes i ll be normal, i reckon i may even go back to school, i reckon that s all the crazy wool they can pull
Or maybe it s the noise in the streets and the car parks, i could take another little ride in the country
I got no idea where we go from here, government thugs keep me in for the week, i got no idea where we go from here
Maybe i ll recall what it was by the country, government thugs keep me in for the week, we re living in we re living in we re living in
We re living in we re living in we re living in, maybe it s the kids as they swarm around The, we re living in we re living in we re living in
It drives me spoolers in millions of ways, maybe it s the tires that they burn past my window, i got no idea where we go from here
i got no idea where we go from here