Custom Scenes and the Parties That Make Them - Johnny Foreigner

Don’t walk, don’t walk, don’t walk, don’t quit

Don’t walk, don’t walk out of there

They need you armoured

And sure, you could still do with a friend

(?) of every bitter end

Than picking at stitches and overusing metaphors like

Dark harbourzz party scene

How they make it see the customs, but the customs won’t fit

And you don’t

Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t walk out on them

Do you still think of quiet spaces as airport lounges?

Are you sleepwalking to stay in shape, cause when you’re round we’ll celebrate

I guess we’ll cool it with air

Well perhaps a taxi, traffic taking over Times Square

Look how we bleed on your sheets

These bleeders come on your sheets

Keeps the rates down, and your rates are pretty cheap but I’m still

I’m still chain smoking just to stay out of shops

You’ll be metered out in columns

You’ll be measured out in blocks

At least the concierge don’t

Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t know what’s upstairs

Do you still think of quiet spaces as airport lounges?

Are you sleepwalking to stay in shape, cause when you’re round we’ll celebrate

We’ll throw parties in the yard

(We'll throw parties in the yard)

We’ll throw parties in the yard

(We'll throw parties in the yard)

(And when the yard is full, we’ll smash the locks

And open the gates to the park for the overspill)

We’ll throw parties in the yard

(We'll throw parties in the yard)

We’ll throw parties in the yard

(We'll throw parties in the yard)

We’ll throw parties in the yard

(We'll throw parties in the yard)

We’ll throw parties in the yard

(We'll throw parties in the yard)

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

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