Five pretty boys for ten shitty years
Five girls next door, I'm up to my ears
I need a reaction, a new revolution
All over the country, 'cos country but they took it away
They tookTook it away, it can't be impossible
They're playingPlaying the records that they play in hospital
Radio playlist for the terminally ill
You can't tell they're miming 'till when you're over the hill

And it goes on (and on,
(On, and on, and on...) on)
And itIt goes on (and on, yeah
(On, and on, and on...) on)
IfAnd if you put it like that, you'll that
You'll be dead some day
Set the record straight - they
They took it all away

They took it away, away and left us with nothing
Second-hand hits and a million misses
NobodyAnd nobody means it, they're making up stories
You gotta blame someone, you can't blame the Tories 'tories

I blame myself, I want an easy life
Does it really matter, ain't matter? Ain't worth no suicide
The bigger they come, the harder they fall
I'm kicking myself for wasting it all
And itIt goes on (and on,
(On, and on, and on...) on)
And itIt goes on (and on, yeah
(On, and on, and on...) on)
IfAnd if you put it like that, you'll that
You'll be dead some day
Set the record straight - they took
Took it all away

They took it away, away and left us with nothing
You suffer the pain of your fingers burning
Took it away and left us with nothing
You suffer the pain of your fingers burning
AndTook it goes on (and on, away and on, left us with nothing
Suffer the pain of your fingers burning
Took it away and on...) left us with nothing
And it goes on (and on, and on, and on...)Suffer the pain of your fingers burning
IfTook it away and left us with nothing
Suffer the pain of your fingers burning
Took it away and left us with nothing

And if you put it like that, you'll that
You'll be dead some day
Set the record straight - they took
Took it all away