All Tight

Let's head down to the crater

With no coat and half a litre

Friday nights on the beach

We won't don't even fucking eat

Let's build a fire 'cause

Who needs sleep, not me

I won't lay it on to thick

But it's important to me that these memories stick

Stuck in the middle of nowhere

And I can't afford the bus fare

Never mind 'cause we'll just walk

Go for miles and only talk

The week never fucking stopped us

I miss the times of no money

When everything was what it seems

When I fucking knew what I wanted to be

But I wouldn't change a thing

Growing up gets me down

When the whole world was your hometown

Go away talk to me

When you walked 20 miles on your own two feet

The present is almost over

All tight Euan Cosh

Middle finger's up!

Living for the memory

Drunken nights at the Forgery

Forgot the summer 'cause it's always grey

But I wouldn't change a thing

Growing up gets me down

When the whole world was your hometown

Go away talk to me

When you walked 20 miles on your own two feet

The present is almost over