As I drive in I can see the lights in lines and how many have kids
How many have, how many have kids sat under, waiting, just waiting for eighteen to happen

The whole feel is so right
It just gets misunderstood
In colours and a haze
Of indifference to your achievement

The wind destroys hairstyles spent hours on
And your evenings ruined before its even begun

Lack of motivation for anything but passing
Hanging out of a car screaming to Nirvana
Like someone who swayed to Suede
Is this carefully constructed?
Like someone who swayed to Suede
It s just a mixed up day

The whole feel is so right
It just gets misunderstood
In colours and a haze
Of indifference to your achievement
Feels so right
Your achievement
Somebody
Understand me