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Culture Boys

You barged into this a lie And now you're far too deep to stop When your eyes were full of fire And you didn't feel tense When you lie to one another

One, two If you ever hear a noise in the night Your body starts to sweat It shakes and shivers in fright You go and sleep with your mother She hates

Over the counter culture Well that's right where you belong You try to sever your ties with the London skies But you've got the whole thing wrong You

Well, I'm here but where are you? You're inside with better things to do With better things to do like sitting in a room And staring at computer screens

A healthy argument to start the day What better way? We chew the fat of life we're moved to tears Lend me your ears But you spend all your time Waiting

Is there something more? Surely there must be You can't lose everything, so you're quite happy To live with nothing more than a life-long shopping list

white boys Can't control it You know white boys Never hold it You know white boys Hard to swallow You know white boys Always follow, follow Follow who You know white boys

the dark (we are no rebels) You know white boys (can't control it) You know white boys (never hold it) You know white boys (hard to swallow) You know white boys

Over the counter culture, Well that's right where you belong, You try to sever your ties with the London skies, But you've got the whole thing wrong.