Standard (EADGBE)
Verse
This is the wasteland, we call this the wasteland,
Where fewer little posh boys cant believe we treasure beer cans.
Whered you get those fans,
Found them at the shop man,
Peculiar place to find them but theyre dedicated View fans.
You think its cynical to this home a miracle,
Its not a miracle; were just so strangely typical,
Initiate in one gang, initiations tough man,
Imprisonment is on the cards,
Were heading for the quick sand.
Chorus
Sign on the brew, coz theres nothing to do,
Nothing to do, but listen to you,
Not listening to you my parents told me not to.
Not listening to you my parents told me not to.
Verse
CHORUS X 3
END