Four o'clock and the doors are locked
The boys come out as the clubs chuck out.
Another night to forget about... you.
Have to swing by your safety belt...
got no reason to go to bed.
The jobs are gone and the town is dead.
Something nasty is in my head.
(you have to swing by your safety belt)
Give me your keys... get down on your knees
You'd think that we could take it.
And this we call crime.
I've never felt like this before
You shut us out and closed the door.
And we don't love you anymore
Little children
... The glass gets smashed in
the corner shop... someone scream
but the car won't stop...
You have to swing by your safety belt.
