domestic lala

Violent Soho

With the cry of the A-league victor
I never knew you would hang around
Too damn young to be cursed, sick and bitter
Cause will bring you down
Middle class, low par
I never knew you would hang right I d find it
In the suburbs so far
I m so sick of screaming out man

Don t tell me now
Don t tell me now

No alarms and no surprises
This is what I was looking for
Local pub with the daily prizes
Always thought I was in control
(?) Mess I listen it, a storm
(?) Like on the pub, who will I find back?
(?) Morning lies, it s boring sound
This is late
Ever fade it

Don t tell me now
Don t tell me now
Don t tell me now
Don t tell me now

On and on and on
On and on and on

And I said go!

This is out
This is out of my control

Don t tell me now
Don t tell me now
Don t tell me now
Don t tell me now