Well oh they might wear classic Reeboks Or knackered Converse Or tracky bottoms tucked in socks But all of that's what the point is not The point's that there is 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 no romance around there
You know, oh, it's a funny thing, you know? We'll tell them if you like We'll tell them all tonight They'll never listen Because their minds are made up And course it's all OK to carry on that way
Over there there's broken bones There's only music, so that there's new ringtones And it doesn'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 couple of 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 them if you like We'll tell them all tonight They'll never listen Because their minds are made up And of course it's all OK to carry on that way But I said no, oh no! Well oh, you want get me to go No anyway, no anywhere No, I won't go, oh no, no?
Well over there there's friends of mine What can I say, I've known them for a long long time And they might overstep the line But you just cannot get angry in the same way