Acrylic Courteeners

[Verse 1]
You're just like plasticine
Being moulded into a libertine dreamer
I feel so sorry for you
If you were thirteen, I'd let you off
But you're not and you should know better
Gather my thoughts on a notepad with a Parker pen
And write you a letter, but

[Pre-Chorus]
There's not enough paper in the world
There's not enough paper in the—
Have you heard all your friends go?

[Chorus]
Da-ya-da-ya-ya-lo
All the words they seem to know
All the words in your songs go
Da-da-da-da-da-do
You got an okay jacket, but you've got no spine
Please vacate this city of mine

[Verse 2]
I only wish you had the song to back up your talking so long
But we know that's not the case
Rather show your face
In an ancient bar that nobody goes in
Because they serve substandard gin
Nobody goes in there
Did you win? Did you ask? Well, no one cares