Long live me
And all my friends
Time to leave
This pigeon pen
Milk’s in the fridge
Keys on the side

Let’s get out of this place
The backdrop to boredom
Oh I thought I could ignore them
But they’re all up in my face
Move, get out of the way
The backdrop to boredom
Is where I lost my decorum
Now I’m gone without a trace

Long live he
Longing for life
Cause mischief
Or go get a wife
Towels on the bed
Tea’s in the pot

Let’s get out of this place
The backdrop to boredom
Oh I thought I could ignore them
But they’re all up in my face
Move, get out of the way
The backdrop to boredom
Is where I lost my decorum
Now I’m gone without a trace

My number’s on the table
My heart’s somewhere new