STEAL THE KEYS (1996 TEARS)

Won’t you please steal the keys to your mum’s 205?
We spend our days in this grave
Let’s go out for a drive
Far from the streets and defeats of this hopeless hometown
Just grab your coat, let’s elope
’Cos it’s bringing me down

Take me out tonight
Somewhere distant
Where the monotony
Is less persistent
Somewhere over the rainbow
End up in Lesmahagow
All I’m asking you...

Is pretty please, steal the keys to your mum’s 205
We spend our days in this grave
I feel more dead than alive
And staying in’s just a sin when you turn seventeen
We’re at our peak so to speak
If you know what I mean

This place is full of thugs
And petty vandals
It’s like Deliverance
Without the banjos
I long to see the bright lights
Far from these endless shite nights
All I want to know...

Is won’t you please steal the keys to your mum’s 205?
We spend our days in this grave
Let’s go out for a drive
Far from the streets and defeats of this hopeless hometown
Just grab your coat, let’s elope
’Cos it’s bringing me down

What the hell do you mean, you don’t mind it?
1996 tears, 1996 tears
What the hell do you mean, you don’t mind it?
1996 tears, 1996 tears...


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