well-oh they might wear classics reeboks or knackred convers Or tracky 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 no 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 okay to carry on that way And over there there's broken bones There's only music, so that there's new ringtones And 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 couple 'o cans He thinks it's alright to act like a dickhead 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 okay to carry on that way I said no Oh no! Oh you won't get me to go! Anywhere, no 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 overstep the line But you just cannot get angry in the same way Not in the same way Not in the same way Oh no, oh no no