Ecclesall Road

All the people in the cemetery just grew too old
There's a supermoon sitting on Eccesall Road
He's a pretty nice guy - he just looks a bit weird
I guess we're not allowed to smoke that stuff in here

And I went and told the grownups my grandparent died
I must've lost my grandparents twenty-six times
I buy a few records about twice a week
Your girlfriend came over and I could not speak

It's a pretty long drive, but I don't care
I don't like your eyes but I love your hair
And I don't like to eat in front of anyone else
I can only get stoned when I'm by myself

And I'm the tennis champion of this student bar
Reading "How to Stop Smoking" by Allen Carr
There's a secondhand bookshop about two doors down
I stole a book I'd never read and walked round town

And there's a strange girl knocking at my attic door
I went and let her in, but she just wanted to talk
There's a crack under the window where the rain pours in
I know the words to all the songs my housemates sing

And the leaves are at my feet as I walk home fucked
They've invented plastic bags that self-destruct
A Jamaican man sold us pawnshop speed
I took a taste and said "That's fine by me"

All the people in the cemetery just grew too old
There's a supermoon sitting on Eccesall Road
He's a pretty nice guy - he just looks a bit weird
And we're not allowed to smoke that stuff in here