(James Downham, Mark Smith, Steve Wells, Steve Banks)

There are no whys and no goodbyes
She turns her head and so do I
We walk opposite to do the same
To leave it all and lose the name

Of all the tools and fools there are
There is scarcely a space afar
It’s hard to know the whole is fine
While everything is saturnine.

Hey, there’s a better way
Hey, listen what I say

Blinded by the lights, deafened by applause
But the doomed man is the one without a cause
Everyone has their right
But if I don’t fucking care, why should I fucking fight?

Hey, there’s a better way
Hey, listen what I say

Oh, I wanna take it slow
And I won’t take no
Oh, I wanna take it slow
And I won’t take no
There’s something you should know

Hey, there’s a better way
Hey, listen what I say

Blinded by the lights, deafened by applause
But the doomed man is the one without a cause
Everyone has their right
But if I don’t fucking care, why should I fucking fight?

Hey, there’s a better way
Hey, listen what I say
Hey . . .