Over And Done

Capp Street is an underwater cave

That's filled with crutches and canes

And faces that were washed away

Away from innocence and pain

They don't care who lost the one

They just want to get the whole thing over and done

They keep me up all night

They sing songs to the moon

Wishing they could close their eyes

But they're waiting for Jacques Cousteau

The girls outside - they're not waiting for the sun

They just want to get the whole thing over and done

Seems like bowl history down

To a forty-five minute wait

A big boredom filled with stars

All burning with hate

Yeah, we had a good time, we had some fun

And now we want to get the whole thing over and done