Y…Y…Y…You got the remote control
Why don’t you just turn over.
You know you know you know
I don’t even need you I just miss my
refrigerator.
Oh why don’t you just come with me and we’ll get outa here
alive
We can draw what we wanna be
‘cos it’s a long drive.
You know,
I’ll take these crisps an’ a guitar an’…
the dog
I could even do, like, building if you want me t’ get a job.
C’mon, where we’re goin’
we wont need to cook…
or wash up or go to school.
Honest, look at my face look…
I promise it’ll be cool.
It’s just gotta be better than this place it’s just gotta…

Besides, I don’t think I can hang around with these dickheads no more…