Hectic

To the multi story car park, with our friends
Drinking from a bottle of white lightning
On top of marks and sparks, roof running
Smoking chronic, hectic.

And it seems that nothing now will ever change,
And it seems that we're on our own again

We'll convene at mine 3pm to play
Sega mega drive, goldenaxe and sonic, all day
"Never played it? I'll teach you.
Can't hack it? I'll beat ya"
That's Pendell making rhymes in the corner with a litre
Of the finest Scrumpy Jack
Whilst Pdex pumps out the latest big club track
We'll chip it to Justin's, to hit his king kong
Then we'll gather round the piano for a little sing song

Oh if I could kidnap that feeling
The one that melts all fears from your mind
I'd make no demands, no ransom.
Cos I'd never set it free
Oh those halcyon days and halcyons nights
Before we began to realise that things aren't right.

And it seems that nothing now will ever change,
And it seems that we're on our own again