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 because their minds are made up   And course it's all okay to carry on that way      'Cause 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 because their minds are made up   And course it's all okay to carry on that way      But I said no, oh no   Well oh 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 yeah they might overstep the line   But I just cannot get angry in the same way   No not in the same way, so not in the same way   Oh no, oh no no