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 so oh 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 Strangeways,
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 limtied 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 Strangeways,
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 find your own way home are you stuck?

Please don't think that I'm being a bitch,
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 Strangeways,
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?
Writer/s: LIAM JAMES FRAY
Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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