Britain’s on a mission Humans in a daze Far right on the jukebox High vision, bright as day Sorry love, but you’re all alone Snuff hole turns cold Seat warmth in these bitter days Peach schnapps on the phone Shopdustries taking liberties Skinning teeth for the ‘gram Are they closed for brunch bowls? Start bustin’ with the lamb Eyes navigate the coastline Some folks welling up Confused by these pretty things Yes we just fucked it up They were screaming… Let’s get out Out means out, means out, means out, means out, means out They were screaming Just get out Out means out, means out, means out, means out, means out
Wind rush will chill me to the bone Side case of love and hate Wonder if my numbers ever cold My mum wonders what’s my fate
Order red and blue will be my sword and shield Or skin coloured currency Shame raiders don’t bring better news Need more shit for Twitter feeds Ah fat thumbs can’t share locations quick So I fumble aimless, where is home Brave throbbing on the regular But I won’t bang the car home So what becomes the broke hearts? With credit cards keep us kept Can I swan dive of this cliff edge Maybe jump first and later fret
Still I’m hearing… Let’s get out Out means out, means out, means out, means out, means out They were screaming Just get out Out means out, means out, means out, means out, means out
They were saying… Let’s get out Out means out, means out, means out, means out, means out They were screaming Just get out Out means out, means out, means out, means out, means out