Well oh they might wear classic Reeboks

Well oh they might wear classic Reeboks 
Or knackered Converse 
Or tracky bottoms tucked in socks 
But all of that's what the point is not 
The point's that there ain't no romance around there 
And there's the truth that they can't see 
They'd probably like to throw a punch at me 
And if you could only see them, then you would agree 
Agree that there ain't no romance around there 

You know, oh it's a funny thing you know 
We'll tell 'em if you like 
We'll tell 'em all tonight 
They'll never listen 
Cause their minds are made up 
And course it's all okay to carry on that way 

And over there there's broken bones 
There's only music, so that there's new ringtones 
And it don't take no Sherlock Holmes 
To see it's a little different around here 

Don't get me wrong, oh there's boys in bands 
And kids who like to scrap with pool cues in their hands 
And just cause he's had a coupla cans 
He thinks it's alright to act like a dickhead 

Don't you know, oh it's a funny thing you know 
We'll tell em if you like 
We'll tell em all tonight 
They'll never listen 
Cause their minds are made up 
And course it's all okay to carry on that way 

But I said no 
Oh no! 
Well you won't get me to go! 
Not anywhere, not anywhere 
No I won't go 
Oh no no! 

Well over there there's friends of mine 
What can I say, I've known 'em for a long long time 
And they might overstep the line 
But you just cannot get angry in the same way 
No not in the same way 
Oh not in the same way 
Oh no, oh no no