Lyrics

Drinking the same cheap beer since I was sixteen
Still listening to T.Rex, Stooges and the Stones

It don’t seem like there’s much of a future
I’m sick with the no future blues

Taking pills with a girl who studied astronomy
Sneaking off to talk about post-pop and The Cars

When I’m with you
The future don’t seem so blue
When I’ve got you

Hiding out in the back seat of your friends car
We didn’t want our friends asking much about that
We were just singing Teenage Kicks by the Undertones

It don’t seem like there’s much of a future
Baby we’re sick with the no future blues