Lyrics:

Wound up drunk again on Robson Street
Strange cuz we always agreed
At the start of every evening
That's the last place I wanna be

Coffee drinkers dressed in black with no sugar
They don't give me no respect
They say 'look here comes another one'
And i don't know what they mean yet

Chorus

And i say
Keep it light enough to travel...
Don't let it all unravel...

Promise me we won't go into the nightclub
I feel so fucked up when I'm in there
Can't tell the bouncers from the customers
And i don't know which ones i prefer

Promise me we won't go into the nightclub
I really think that it's obscene
What kind of people go to meet people
Where they can't be heard or seen