Back to the good days
Back in a concrete maze
Back to the Sunday's, walking through the city streets, soaking up the sun's rays
The city cold and grey
But Ra has come to play
The pictures on the wall call, begging us to stay, but our minds are miles away
Pink Nazis
Pink Nazis
There's nowhere else to go but the decrepit floor of the YHA
Pink Nazis
Pink Nazis
Never again, say
We are not worthy
We are not worthy
And f*ck the razor's edge
And f*ck this wooden bed
And f*ck everything that's walking and talking and singing inside my head
The day keeps dragging on
Playing that same old song
The band's stopped playing but we're still here just pitting and singing along
Pink Nazis
Pink Nazis
There's nowhere else to go but the decrepit floor of the YHA
Pink Nazis
Pink Nazis
Never again, say
We are not worthy
We are not worthy
Never hit back, never hit the sack, never ride the Zodiac, think of all the good days
Think of all the mayonnaise, think of all the ways to make your f*cking comeback
Never say never, f*cking jam forever, f*cking bend to the ever playing notes
The jokes, the smokes, the tokes
Live your f*cking life and just go, go, go
Bury your face in the piss and mud and snow
BLEGH