When the seagulls sit on the goal post
And the weather's cold
You look so old when you smoke
And then at dark
Our life warms up
And rings of smoke start dancing, dancing
Oh oh oh oh
The past is our only mistake
Oh oh oh oh
So dance now before its too late
So you drink something to forget about your mum
And there's a need to look older
Cos she treats us this young
But through her guidance
We'll be all older and done