Kiss the Misfits

Well you worked all day to make some money but it's over now You cackled at your boss who just ain't funny but it's over now 'Cos you'll find your heart in the backroom tonight Where souls collide and the night comes to life So kiss the misfits. Dance with the punks Hug the junkies, dropouts and drunks Raise your fist up, scream all at once And feel alright So you hate your job? Well just forget it 'cos it's over now The suit doesn't suit you, boy. So shed it 'cos it's over now And you'll find your heart in the backroom tonight Where lust abounds and tedium takes flight So kiss the misfits. Dance with the punks Hug the junkies, dropouts and drunks Raise your fist up, scream all at once And feel alright For you are not the clothes you're wearing So tear every thread from your bones Chuck a flaming torch to all the files, Photocopiers and phones Lethargy can take its toll So cast the anchors off your soul Let the demons take control tonight Kiss the misfits. Dance with the punks Hug the junkies, dropouts and drunks Raise your fist up, scream all at once And feel alright