punk’s dead. the world’s grey.
the [bad word]  it sucks life out of each day.
i hate love.
it’s soap  and fake pink castles.
you took real life and left me a plastic matrix of cartoon people who talk loud
but don’t say anything except ‘don’t stay in,
go join in, find a friend, drink some gin.

you won’t put the world to rights unless you can sleep at night.
let her go.

’ but my heart is broken. my heart is broken. i’m lost to goodness, i’m such a mess now you’re gone.

the planet is dead, babe, except for the part that you’re on
. tv clowns in [bad word] me heels, businessmen with smug fat smiles,
grey ideas and grey-haired fear,
i’m trying to love you but it just got harder.