What we live and die for It keeps us racing when there's nobody after us All the things we've tried for They're ready waitin' but for now someone's parked up the bus I feel like kicking up a fuss
Gotta' try and keep walkin' 'Til we can run and then there's nobody stopping us Hold the ladder, keep on talkin' And when we've climbed it there'll be nothing on top of us
Then we'll be shouting from the rooftops and alleyways Screaming "Baby, I'm home! " After all the bitter pills of anger and hits of alone Time to say goodbye to the phase of the Netflix days And scrolling down our phones No more time spent paying rent, to days unknown No more time spent paying rent, to days unknown
Lalalalala, Lalalalalalala, La La Lalalalala, Lalalalalalalaa, La Laah
Then we'll be shouting from the rooftops and alleyways Screaming "Baby, I'm home! " After all the bitter pills of anger and hits of alone Time to say goodbye to the phase of the Netflix days And scrolling down our phones No more time spent paying rent, to days unknown No more time spent paying rent, to days unknown
Lalalalala, Lalalalalalala, La La Lalalalala, Lalalalalalalaa, La Laa
Been up and down, we've been round and round Poorly led by all the Tory hounds And now the capgun's fired its time to let them see The life for them, is not life you and for me
Been up and down, we've been round and round Poorly led by all the Tory hounds And now the capgun's fired its time to let them see The life for them, is not life you and for me!
Compositores: Timothy John Cunningham (Timothy Cunningham), Daniel Stephen Murphy (Daniel Murphy), Jamie Mark Webster (Jamie Webster), James Richard Sharrock ECAD: Obra #41958699