Outside the cool world is raging
Inside it's cold and it's dark
The walls in this place are like canvas
None of these deadbeats here work
All the way back in April
The year of our lord '86
I broke a switch on the light bulb
I ain't been quite the same since
Voice in my head says it's best not said
Wondering how much of it's true
You were right, I'm wrong for you x2
Outside the choppers are hovering
Outside the dogs have been loosed
The theme of this party's still hanging
One prop they brought was a noose
And outside the cool world is raging
But inside it's over by ten
If I had friends they'd be here right now
I'd give my eye teeth for friends
And sooner or later it's bound to get better
Sooner or later won't do