Boy Scout to the End The Fratellis

Well I don’t wanna be where the bands are
I don't wanna hear that chainsaw noise
I don’t give a damn about your hopes and your dreams
Or what the rest of the world enjoys

Well I’ve been chewing razor blades honey
I’ve been chasing meat
I’ve got a salvation army banging on in my head
And a bucket of bones at my feet

And there's nothing coming easy
And there’s witches in my bed
There’s a taste in my mouth that I just can’t place
And I’m haunted by the things I should have said

I’m trying to get better
Well I’ll be your best friend
And I’ll kiss goodbye to my evil twin
On my word you can depend
Boy scout to the end

Well I don’t wanna see in your windows
I don’t wanna meet your gold dust friends
I don’t give a damn about the money in your bank
On what your happiness all depends