As I drive in I can see the lights in lines and how many have kids   How many have, how many have kids sat under, waiting, just waiting for eighteen to happen      The whole feel is so right   It just gets misunderstood   In colours and a haze   Of indifference to your achievement      The wind destroys hairstyles spent hours on   And your evenings ruined before its even begun      Lack of motivation for anything but passing   Hanging out of a car screaming to Nirvana   Like someone who swayed to Suede    Is this carefully constructed?   Like someone who swayed to Suede   It’s just a mixed up day      The whole feel is so right   It just gets misunderstood   In colours and a haze   Of indifference to your achievement   Feels so right   Your achievement   Somebody   Understand me