Is that all that matters anymore? Who happened to like that band first? And who likes them more? Why do you compensate for the fact That you clearly oh, so very silly By walking around my town Like a Fallowfield Hillbilly? You know who you are I've seen the way you look At all of the normal kids You think that they've just come Out strange ways just because They won't bat both eyelids When you walk past With your eyeliner on One hand in glove They're here for the music The thing that they love And it was literally carnage At the back of Piccadilly To see who could buy it first And does the limited edition Seven inch quench your thirst For an album That will probably let you down? But it doesn't even matter Because you don't like that band anymore Because they're not underground I've seen the way you look At all of the normal kids You think that they've just come Out strange ways just because They won't bat both eyelids When you walk past With your eyeliner on One hand in glove They're here for the music The thing that they love Please don't think that I'm being a b**h I just happen to witness a lot of things Which get me annoyed Cause you're filling a void Have you got nothing better to do? I've seen the way you look At all of the normal kids You think that they've just come Out strange ways just because They won't bat both eyelids When you walk past With your eyeliner on One hand in glove I'm gonna ask you Can you play guitar my boy? Can you f**