The chronicles of a bohemian teenager

I think I've been here before Only not now at the cellar I am lying on the sunroom floor And contemplating why that if I'm so damn tired and so out of pocket do I, do I turn every conversation and...
I was stuck in minor chords. I've been here once before with environmental echoes by your baggage on my floor. So get over here, let's grab ourselves another beer, to drink until tomorrow to forget...
Our TV sets are drenched in pseudo reality, when the truth is endemol can't save you from mundane existence. Twelve unknowns light up 7 million homes, yet the news at ten is barely watched, as it's...
It's one of those times that I can't seem to find the words or thoughts. These hazy eyes the perfect partner to my weary mind It's not been a matter of days, in fact it's felt like an age, since I...
If this is the war of the worlds, Then I don't want to be a part. If this is the war of the worlds, Then I don't want to be a part. Too busy, too busy, too busy To talk, you said I wouldn't know. Too...
And you say it's fair, a labour source for the masses Providing cheap garments we can sell and brand As a new and hopeful answer to an existence so bland Open your eyes, as you don't need to buy You...
You can call them chronicles, You can call them songs, It's an aural rhetoric for the year that's gone. You can call them chronicles, You can call them songs, It's an aural rhetoric for the year...
You say go Find yourself a new home You say go Find yourself a new home But isn't it infantile To consider yourself the judge The judge of someones rights To a better life today You say go Find...
You need a little light in your life, a safety net so you're not so blind. Like hidden torches in the paper rounds of old, And magazines so gently thumbed by landing lights. When you were young as the...
Don't let the silence get you down, Though you've been sitting here for hours. Hoping a voice could soon be found That speaks much louder than this music. For you're a little off colour and out for...