歌词：
Wildhearts The Earth Vs The Wildhearts

life has teeth, and bites the feeding open hand you wanna be in a band? I got to feeling, I got too much, too soon, too fucked up I don't know I got

when you're young and you say you believe it, man you're never gonna ch-ch-ch-change you can read about it all in imaginary stories but you never get

she's always busy caring 'cos that's all she's ever done she's a thousand Florence Nightingales all rolled up into one and (well) people take advantage

passing information, now I'm waiting at the station for the train fools that threw their mouths about with nothing more to do than pass the blame seems

can't believe that I got so down I dropped my guard again hit me! hit me! palpitations and goo-goo eyes, the transformation is sad and sickly she pulled

drags me round all day just like a ball on a chain or a tooth pain when I confess... I'm just a mess do I have to take this shit from you every time