Last night these two bouncers. And one of em's alright. The other one's the scary one. His way or no way totalitarian. He's got no time for you. Looking or breathing. How he dosen't want you to. So step out the queue. He makes examples of you. And there's nowt you can say. Behind they go through to the bit where you pay. And you realize then that it's finally the time. To walk back past ten thousand eyes in the line. And you can swap jumpers and make another move. Instilled in your brain you've got something to prove. To all the smirking faces and the boys in black. Why can't they be pleasant?. Why can't they have a laugh?. He's got his hand in your chest. He wants to give you a duff. Well secretly I think they want it all to kick off. They want arms flying everywhere and. Bottles as well it's just. Something to talk about. A story to tell you. Well I'm so glad they turned us all away. we'll put it down to fate. I said a thousand million things. That I could never think this morning. Got too deep but how deep is too deep?. This town's a different town today. This town's a different town. To what it was last night. You couldn't have done that on a Sunday. That girl's a different girl today. That girl's a different girl to her. You kissed last night. You couldn't have done that on a Sunday. Last night what we talked about. It made so much sense. But now the haze has ascended. It don't make no sense anymore