E
Well oh they might wear classic Reeboks
E
Or knackered Converse
E A
Or tracky bottoms tucked in socks
A
But all of that's what the point is not
A Am
The point is that there ain't no romance around there
E
And there's the truth that they can't see
E
They'd probably like to throw a punch at me
A
And if you could only see them, then you would agree
A Am
Agree that there ain't no romance around there
Cm B
You know, oh, it's a funny thing, you know?
A
We'll tell them if you like
Am
We'll tell them all tonight
E
They'll never listen
Cm
Because their minds are made up
F#m B
And course it's all OK to carry on that way
E
'Cause over there there's broken bones
E A
There's only music, so that there's new ringtones
And it don't take no Sherlock Holmes
Am
To see it's a little different around here
E
Don't get me wrong though there's boys in bands
E A
And kids who like to scrap with pool cues in their hands
A
And just 'cause he's had a couple of cans
A Am
He thinks it's alright to act like a dickhead
Cm B
You know, oh, it's a funny thing, you know?
A
We'll tell them if you like
Am
We'll tell them all tonight
E
They'll never listen
Cm
Because their minds are made up
F#m B
And course it's all OK to carry on that way
Cm B
But I said no, oh no!
A Am
Well oh, you won't get me to go
E Cm
Not anywhere, don't even dare
F#m A Em
No, I won't go....
