I remember thinking murder in the car 
Watching dogs somersault through sprinklers on tiny lawns 
I remember the graffiti 
We are your children coming in with spray cans of paint 
I remember the sunsets and the plains of cement 
And the way the night just seemed to turn the colour of orangeade 

In this town, cellular phones are hot with teens 
In this town, we all go to terminal pubs 
It helps us sweat out those angry bits of life 
From this town, the English army grind their teeth into glass 
You know you`ll get a kicking tonight 
The smell of puke and piss 
The smell of puke and piss on your stilettos 

Here comes that panic attack 
My heart stops... and then it starts 
Give me a drink 
I`ll drink your round 
I take you round the pole 
It`s cold up here        (I see the universe waiting by a minibus) 
You`ll catch the flu 
Or you`ll catch the city 
Either way, you`ll catch the flu 
Or you`ll catch the city