Never mind
Things can only improve
We are just stood here
Waiting for the next great wound
And we just can't wait to make more mistakes
And to fluff our breaks, and to stuff our faces with cake
All in all, imagine this :
Nobody loves us
Dab-hands at trouble
With four days of stubble, we are
Never loosen the grip on our hand
Call us home
Kiss our cheeks
Nobody loves us
So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves
People think all we do
Is lie around and think of how
Rich we'd be if we didn't think
Life could improve
And we just can't wait to make more mistakes
And we just can't wait till the whole thing blows up in our face
Call us home
Kiss our cheeks
Nobody loves us
Dab-hands at trouble
With four days of stubble, we are
So, never loosen the grip on our hand
Call us home
Make our tea
Nobody loves us
So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves
Call us home
Tuck us in
Nobody wants us
Dreamers and schemers
All pie-eyed, and bog-eyed, and cross-eyed
Oh, never loosen the grip on our hand
Whack us, then
Hug us hard
Nobody loves us
So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves
And we just can't stress, oh, how more the mess
And complete distress won't make much difference to us
Sing us our
Favourite song
Nobody loves us
Born-again athiests
Practising troublemakers
Make us our
Favourite jam
Nobody loves us
Useless and shiftless
And jobless
But we're all yours
Nine times fined Never mind Things can only improve We are just stood here Waiting for the next great wound And we just can't wait to make more mistakes And to fluff our breaks, and to stuff our faces with cake All in all, imagine this : Nobody loves us Dab-hands at trouble With four days of stubble, we are Never loosen the grip on our hand Call us home Kiss our cheeks Nobody loves us So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves People think all we do Is lie around and think of how Rich we'd be if we didn't think Life could improve And we just can't wait to make more mistakes And we just can't wait till the whole thing blows up in our face Call us home Kiss our cheeks Nobody loves us Dab-hands at trouble With four days of stubble, we are So, never loosen the grip on our hand Call us home Make our tea Nobody loves us So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves Call us home Tuck us in Nobody wants us Dreamers and schemers All pie-eyed, and bog-eyed, and cross-eyed Oh, never loosen the grip on our hand Whack us, then Hug us hard Nobody loves us So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves And we just can't stress, oh, how more the mess And complete distress won't make much difference to us Sing us our Favourite song Nobody loves us Born-again athiests Practising troublemakers Make us our Favourite jam Nobody loves us Useless and shiftless And jobless But we're all yours Explain Request ×
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