5.15 Paroles

Magically bored on a quiet street corner
Free frustration in our minds and our toes
Quiet storm water, m-m-my generation
Uppers and downers, either way blood flows

{Refrain}
Inside outside, leave me alone
Inside outside, nowhere is home
Inside outside, where have I been
Out of my brain on the five fifteen
Out of my brain on a train

Out of my brain on a train

On a raft in the quarry, slowly sinking
Back of a lorry, holy hitching
Dreadfully sorry, apple scrumping
Born in the war, birthday punching

{Refrain}

Out of my brain on a train, on a train
Whoa, I'm out of my brain
Hoo, out of my brain on a train, here it comes

Why should I care, why should I care