We come from a place where we count the days
Untill... Nothing
Untill... Nothing
Untill... Nothing
We come from a place where we count the days
Untill... Nothing
Untill... Nothing
Untill... Nothing
(Keep walking...)
We're running down the streets in our underwear
We're running up the hill, it's over there
We're running down the streets in our underwear
We're running up the hill, it's over there
'Cause nothing ever happens here
Because nothing ever happens here
Where everyone keeps off the grass
No littering
No loitering
No nothing
No nothing
We're running down the streets in our underwear
('Cause nothing ever happens here.)
We're running up the hill, it's over there
(Oh my lord!)
We're running down the streets in our underwear
(Oh my lord!)
('Cause nothing ever happens here.)
We're running up the hill, it's over there
(Oh my lord!)
We come from a place where we count the days
Untill... Nothing
Untill... Nothing
Untill... Nothing
We come from a place where we count the days
Untill... Nothing
Untill... Nothing
Untill... Nothing
(Keep walking...)
(Oh my lord!)
We're running down the streets in our underwear
('Cause nothing ever happens here)
We're running up the hill, it's over there
(Oh my lord!)
We're running down the streets in our underwear
(Oh my lord!)
('Cause nothing ever happens here)
We're running up the hill, it's over there
(Oh my lord!)
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