My friends have

Been demoted to

Stay

Second class



Someone tells me

Reliable

Big brother will

Never last



Seems like I

Outgrew my station

Sweet young boys turning green

This is for your information



Mean Street I'd love to see you cry

Mean Street I'd love to see you die

Mean Street I really don't know why

Mean Street you let me down



Look at him

Taking all our glory

Let's kick him out



'Who will say?'

'Don't look at me'

'He'll find out in a roundabout way'



We don't owe him anything

We don't need him anymore

Drop him cold now spread the lies

No-one even said goodbye