LYRIC

[Verse 1: Jon Fratelli] Well look out, Sunshine, here they go
They got yesterday's heroes in last night's clothes
You're a game old boy, judging by the way you walk
Well there's no use telling me to leave
I've seen a half a dozen ghosts but I don't believe
I'm a cynical cunt and I'm much too lazy to change

[Pre-Chours: Jon Fratelli] And tell my friends I'll be around
Getting nowhere sleeping somewhere
With a girl I dreamed oh yeah

[Chorus: Jon Fratelli] And sing that old song, how does it go?
Look out, sunshine, here's the punchline
No one gets you any more
Well look out, Sunshine, here they come
But they only play for money, you better not run
It's the sell-out show that no one wants to go to, yeah

[Verse 2: Jon Fratelli] Well there's none so blind as them that don't agree
They steal the money from your pockets almost viciously
You're a sane old boy, you're much too crazy to change

[Pre-Chours: Jon Fratelli] And tell my friends I'll be around
Getting nowhere sleeping somewhere
With a girl I dreamed oh yeah

[Chorus: Jon Fratelli] And sing that old song, how does it go?
Look out, sunshine, here's the punchline
No one gets you any more
But what do you mean?
You were born to love this scene
And they would string you up gladly
If they knew just how lazy you'd been

[Pre-Chorus: Jon Fratelli] Tell my friends I'll be around
And tell my friends I'll be around
Getting nowhere, sleeping somewhere
With a girl I dreamed oh yeah

[Chours: Jon Fratelli] And sing that old song, how does it go?
Look out, Sunshine, here's the punchline
No one gets you any, no one needs you any
No one gets you any more

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