Lyrics:

I get sick of what the pointer said
That we had money and got easily fed
I see the country like you just don't get
You're stuck in moments that have grown out of themselves

First it's this then it moves onto that
It's not my problem if your life isn't built in steps
Take one, take two, take three, take four, and five
You're so dead in the head, you got a job facing life
I said, 'Who wants to get low now
With me?
Let's spend another hundred quid on getting out of our trees
The Berlin look or the Roman arcade

We get all messy anywhere we go late
We get all messy anywhere we go late
We get all messy anywhere we go late
We get all messy anywhere

You daft fit on the bridge over there
I knew the night would take it, it didn't care
I hate the buzz of dawn
When yours has worn off

First it's this then it moves onto that
It's not my problem if your life isn't built in steps
Take one, take two, take three, take four, and five
You're so dead in the head, you got a job facing life
I said, 'Who wants to get low now
With me?
Let's spend another hundred quid on getting out of our trees
The Berlin look or the Roman arcade

We get all messy anywhere we go late
We get all messy anywhere we go late
We get all messy anywhere we go late
We get all messy anywhere

We get all messy anywhere we go late
We get all messy anywhere we go late
We get all messy anywhere we go late
We get all messy anywhere