They always shout,
so he tunes them out,
and turns it up,
he's found a place to go
when he's had enough.

It's in the city,
where her parents said she couldn't go,
she don't care,
they hate her hair,
but she won't let it grow.

He ain't allowed to call,
ripped the flyers off her wall,
of that mohawked boy,
they f___ing blame it all.

All ages show,
forbidden city tonight,
it's all they know,
he's holding her so tight.

In the darkest corner of the club,
they're watching the band,
holding hands,
tangled leather and studs,
boots, braces, sucking,
on each other's faces tonight,
you know it just feels right!

Just another punk alone in the city,
with a skinhead girl, a box of wine,
Yeah they're pretty f___ed up,
and feeling s___ty,
but at least they got each other tonight.

They feel the sound as they spin around,
together alone,
in the middle of the crowd,
they ain't going home.

No one's ever gonna tell them what to feel inside.
They don't care,
blue hair to match the feelings they hide.
Denied! They've tried!
Now they're just sick and tired of not feeling alive.

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