Oh they might wear classic reeboks   Or knackered converse   Or trackie 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 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   'Cause their minds are made up and course it's all OK to carry on that way      And over there there's broken bones   There's only music so that there's new ringtones   But it don't take no Sherlock Holmes    To see it's a little different around here      Don't get me wrong though 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   Cause their minds are made up    And course it's all OK to carry on that way   I said no, oh no   Oh you won't get me to go   Anywhere, said anywhere   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 over step the line   But I just cannot get angry in the same way   Oh not in the same way   Well not in the same way   Oh no   Oh no no