Capp Street is an underwater cave thats filled with crutches and canes
And faces that were washed away
Away from innocence and pain
They dont care who lost the one
They just wanna get the whole thing over and done
They keep me up all night
They sing songs to the moon
Wishing they could close their eyes
But theyre waiting for Jacques Cousteau
The girls outside
Theyre not waiting for the sun
They just wanna get the whole thing over and done
Seems like bowl history down to a 45-minute wait
A big boredom filled with stars
All burning with hate
Yeah we had a good time
We had some fun
And now we wanna get the whole thing over and done