GCG We are bitter losers, snarling through our smiles EmCD We're the lost boys, in the supermarket isles CD We're Christmas dogs, dumped by the side of the road GEm Confused, we will run for miles G We are road rage C We are stone age G We are wild GCG We are busted light bulbs, in a backstreet neon sign EmCD We're the shaking gun, in a service station line C We'll drink though we're drunk, D We'll sink though we've sunk GEm We're fucked but we say that we're fine G We are rampage, CG Missing back pages in our spine CGD We long, for journeys and the roadside CGD We long, for starlight and the low tide CGD Yeah, we long, for fairy tales and fire sides G And oh. Instrumental GCD G We are coffeehouse cynics, CG Too righteous, too rigid to believe Em Disappointed romantics, CD Scraping the hearts from our sleeves C We're the toothless drunk, D We're the aging punk G Yeah, we are Adam, Em We're the apple and we're Eve CG We are beggars with shiny pennies, on our knees CGD We long, for sunlight on the hillsides CGD Yeah, we long, for yesterdays and hindsight CGD Oh, we long, for fairy tales and fire sides G And oh. CGD Yeah we long for carnivals and fairground rides CGD Oh, we long for journeys and the roadsides CGD Oh, we long for fairy tales and fire sides G And oh. Outro GCD