Lyrics
Georgie grab your gun
There'll be no fighting in this town
It's so silent
Don't let the bastards kick you down
There's no need to run
You had no other choice
No doubt
Ooh ooh
A skate park rots beneath the beaches
And there's
No way
I'm going there again
Home for me
Is a constant sense
That town is wasted
And there's no need for sleep
And Georgie grab your gun
When all the creepers come around
It can be frightening
But keep on sleeping safe and sound
Take your keys and run
Crisis actors practice in this
Town
Ooh ooh
A skate park rots beneath the beaches
And there's
No way
I'm going there again
Home for me
Is a constant sense
That town is wasted
And there's no need for sleep
Ooh ooh
The marquee rots beneath the beaches
And there's
No way
I'm going there again
Home for me
Is a constant sense
That town is wasted
And there's no need for sleep