The record store's on fire
And all that's left is
Conversation

Kids are running wild
Saying we don't need and
Occupation

There goes another one
A father to a son
A friend to a friend

Another waste of time
As politicians lie
Again and again

I think I've died and gone to hell

And I don't care
I don't care cos it was hell on earth

Oh I can smell the coffee from a hundred miles away
And she's run out of cigarettes
She smoked a pack a day
And everyone's unhealthy and no one's
Getting laid
And when I bump into my friends
I don't know what to say

There goes another one
A father to a son
A friend to a friend

Another waste of time
As politicians lie
Again and again

I think I've died and gone to hell

And I don't care
I don't care cos it was hell on earth

Oh I've been practicing every single day
Just to find something interesting to say
Turns out when you grow up you still don't know the way

I think I've died and gone to hell

And I don't care
I don't care cos it was hell on earth