you couldnt hold a drink to save yr life it's a mercy that none of you can drive just strut around pouting and looking wide eyed like this is britpop circa 1995 but meanswear split and pulp are gone and now everyone likes garage rock
you dance like a dad at a disco what would morrissey say?
put yr face around on a night on the tiles it's all charm and bad toothed smiles as long as yr tapping yr toes then its alright all the underage girls are digging yr style and yr pointy leather shoes are a fucking lie as long as yr tapping yr toes then it's alright
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