Where would I stop in this town?nNot even for a traffic light!nHome to the new school generating graphic crime.nShaking in his boots as they counted down from tennBefore zero was our hero in next weeks FHM.nnIlluminously underrated blinding in my eyesnThe tension was offending them and I was surprisednBaffled at the chapel but they weren't at all enticednGrey mornings, we're recording the sound track to your life.nnMister, something hit ya from a height I can't estimatenTricked ya just to wish ya never hit that red button, matenHigher class dance school cast your mind to castratenMy feelings appealing to any official but magistratennDo you want to celebrate this day?nTonights another nightnOr do you want to see the replay?nI know its such a shame that you never succeed maybe you had a badnsex change catastrophe?nnAll as one we fire our gunsnAll as one we fire our gunsnAll as one we fire our gunsnAll as one we fire our gunsnAll as one we fire our gunsnAll as one we fire our gunsnAll as one we fire our gunsnAll as one we fire our gunsnAll as one we fire our gunsnAll as one we fire our gunsnAll as one we fire our gunsnAll as one we fire our guns