Well
This is, for my band
The ones who shared the struggle
The ones in the picture
I sat on my sofa
My friends all went to college
I still live in my dad’s house!
Thinking, about it And though you may regret it You said it cos you meant it Always, together
A touch of cabin fever
We find out what we really feel:
This girl that I’m so sick of This girl that I’m so sick of This girl that I’m so sick of This girl that I’m so sick of When I, was fifteen
I swear it looked so easy
You go out and you get paid
Cut you an LP
You slam it on the TV
And now its just another day down
And it’s another month gone
God knows how many shows
Yeah we still keep moving on and on But that’s rock’n’roll I spose
Girl…
Girl…
This girl that I’m so sick of This girl that I’m so sick of This girl that I’m so sick of This girl that I’m so sick of Well my name is Freddy Kreuger
I’ve got the elm street blues
I’ve got a hand like a knife rack
And I die in every film!
Yeah yeah, come on and…
This girl that I’m so sick of This girl that I’m so sick of This girl that I’m so sick of This girl that I don’t love