Nobody Loves Us
Album: My Early Burglary Years
Release Date: 9/15/98
Label: Reprise
Nine times fined
We are just stood here
And we just can't wait to make more mistakes
And to fluff our breaks and to stuff our faces with cake
All in all
Dab hands at trouble with four days of stubble
Never loosen the grip on our hand
Call us home
So we
People think all we do is lie around and think of how
Rich we'd be if we didn't think life could improve
And we just can't wait to make more mistakes
And we just can't wait till the whole thing blows up in our face
Call us home
Dab hands at trouble with four days of stubble
So never loosen the grip on our hand
Call us home
So we
Call us home
Dreamers and schemers all pie-eyed and bog-eyed and cross-eyed
Oh never loosen the grip on our hand
Whack us then
So we
And we just can't stress
And complete distress won't make much difference to us
Sing us our favorite song
Born again atheists
Make us our favorite jam
Useless and shiftless and jobless
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