go fuck yourself

With the dark hair,
With the red lines,
With the tattoo at the base of her spine
With the blue eyes following me
(Are they following me?)

Walkin’
By the DJ
And the room gets that bit smaller with each record that he plays
Until there’s nothing but the rhythm an her smile
An’ I say, “Maybe we could step outside a while?”

She says “Go fuck yourself, it’s freezing,
It’s five AM, I think my friends an I are leavin,
Cause the melodies are hurtin my eyes,
There’s a taxi parked across the road outside…”

An so I’m standing
By the back wall
An they’re playing something off of some Peel Session by The Fall
And there’s nobody singing along…
Cept for this girl, she’s got a Misfits t-shirt on…

And I watch her
And she sees me,
And by the time the record’s changed she’s brought her drink over beside me
Says “I like the way you dig the way I dance…
If I was sober, mind, you wouldn’t have a chance”

“But let’s go fuck ourselves insane, dear
Fuck the music, we both know that’s why we came here
And I, figure probably you
Well, you’ll just have to do
Cause dawn’s already creeping cross the puke across the street outside”