That we wanted it this way.
That we want to be with you.
It has been our pleasure,
Like you own this bloody town.
Stop thinking that you're cool.
You're just abother fool.
If you gave your face a rest.
And as we've well discussed
It has been our pleasure,
They say we don't look right
They say we're not quite tight.
But turn around they're gone
They've been about too long, too long