Single Bullets

Chris (Niki)

And we're five, six, fourteen (Fourteen) twenty-one (Fourteen)
When we were ten, we got the same pocket money (Got the same) as the girls
On the street, who were five or six (As the girls up our street, who were five or six) five or six (They're old, they're really, really old)
But they were old, (Their lungs were full of us) they seemed old, five or six (Fivе or six, and were old)

And we hatеd their friends, (That's true) drives to the lawn, ('Till, we saved up) bad shoes (All summer, you see)
We loved them the most (All summer)
We hated them the most (We hated them, but)
We loved them the most (We loved them)

And all that summer, did shitty jobs
'Till we saved up and never went out (We never went out)
We just sent notes (We just sent notes)
Revenge strategies, new freedoms
Taste good, (Taste good) five or six (Five or six we spent our loot... good! Really good)
And when we spent our loot, we spent it good (We spent it good. We spent it really good)
Into town, Ben's shout, stape rust, reggae records
Came back home on the bus, skin on a flame

Sucking mints (Five, four)
We'll never forget the things we said (Three)
Single bullets (Two, one)
We'll never forget the stupid stuff that we said