Out Of Hope

Oh, my American doll.
i loved the Cockney Rejects
and my first Jim Beam.
The Bass drum was a dustpin, black boots and flea
market jeans.
The stolen amps from Hippies
The string’s always the same.
Bridge-Jumping in dirty water.
We looked out for our scene.
I remember the times were bright before
We are loaded the time is out of hope
We believed in faith and glory
we were always thinking wrong
Basil Fawity was our hero
the TV the whole day on
I remember the times were bright before
We are loaded the time is out of hope
At first you have to think now,
what you say or wanna do
the world is too uneasy
The politic split of youth
I remember the times were bright before
We are loaded the time is out of hope