it’s so hard making time for something lacking inspiration
we’re all here resisting freedom…
like eyes that stare we’re all too scared to take a look around
all the girls are there, the boys don’t care
we’re just hoping for some uninterrupted air
you’ve got black eyes but you live that life
so play me a dance rock hi-hat while i do my best post modern lines
because I’m angular, angelic, as skinny as suicide
so drink up and look down on the fall of these modern times
we’re taking heart in the fact that our hearts are young
and young legs are good because they can always run
