I remember thinking murder in the car
Watching dogs somersault through sprinklers on tiny lawns
I remember the graffiti
We are your children coming at you with spray cans of paint
I remember the sunsets on the plains of cement
And the way the night just seemed to turn the colour of orangeade

In this town, cellular phones are hot with thieves
In this town, we all go to terminal pubs
It helps us sweat out those angry bits of life
In this town, the English Army grind their teeth into glass
You know you'll get a kicking tonight
The smell of puke and piss
The smell of puke and piss on your stilettos

Here comes that panic attack
My heart stops
And then it starts
Give me a drink
I'll drink your round
I'll take you round the pole
It's cold up here (Look up, see the universe)
You'll catch the flu or you'll catch the city (Wave goodbye, you're in a hearse)
Either way, you'll catch the flu or you'll catch the city