Hockney

We're tired from waiting for a chance

Standing there with nothing new

These things are tearing up your mind oh no

They choose the same mediocre ideas

Kind ladies with expensive coaches

Lost their way

Singing until setting sunWhere do you belong?

Keep asking for more oh girl

Are they cruel or dumb?

A hit from above goes offThe chess board tells you that you won

So make a wish and break a stone

We worked so hard to see it grow countdown

Those days are gone

You're sitting next to pretty girls

And think they need to learn some manners

Close enough

Take another plastic bowWhere do you belong?

Keep asking for more oh no

Are they cruel or dumb?

A hit from above goes offWhere do you belong?

Boring days are gone

Are they cruel or dumb?

Keep asking for more