At the arse-end of another century   I spend hours in the cemetery   On my way to anywhere but here   It was perfect in the summertime   I'd just ask and the sun would shine   But the days just disappear this time of year      Yesterday was lost drinking   And, yes, today I was thinking   I could be making more of the weekend   A seaside bus will see us disembark   At sunset by the amusement park   I'm none too nonchalant but I'll pretend      Come on! Come over   Come on! Come over   I've overcome my fear of rollercoasters      Hey sugarlips – remember this?   Literally the sweetest kiss      Come on! Come over   Come on! Come over   I've overcome my fear of rollercoasters