Someone tells me
Reliable
Big brother will
Never last
Seems like I
Outgrew my station
Sweet young boys turning green
This is for your information
Mean street I'd love to see you cry
I'd love to see you die
I really don't know why
You let me down
Look at him
Taking all our glory
Lets kick him out
'Who will say?'
'Don't look at me'
'He'll find out in a roundabout way'
We don't owe him anything
We don't need him anymore
Drop him cold now spread the lies