Mistakes

I wanted to study to get a job that wouldn't enslave me

Instead I'm working in a bar and write songs about nothing

You spend your days making the money roll and your weekends in Margate

Middleclass dads who drug it up to give their weekends some meaning

You'll never see it

No, you'll never understand

Every little thing I never said

Every little thing I never did

Everything I can't do again

Here's to my mistakes

Every little thing that I did say