Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emily Breeze
Lead Vocals
Robert Norbury
Electric Guitar
Andrew Sutor
Drums
George Caveny
Bass Guitar
Helen Stanley
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emily Breeze
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stew Jackson
Producer
Lyrics
Greasy hair and heavy metal
Summer of 1997
We hung out in skate parks and cemeteries
Spent our bus fare on 10 Embassy
Downed warm white lightning
Threw up Peach 2020
Bought cassette tapes and T shirts from HMV
Explicit lyrics, parental advisory
Yeah, we were raging against the machine
We did it with our pocket money
In a haze of hormones and Lynx Africa
We taped the hits off of the radio
Danced in dry ice at the indie disco
Nobody knows where the time goes
But me and you know, me and you know we know
We were drop out kids
We were skivers of school
We were young and dumb and bullet proof
I got a tribal tattoo
Young and dumb and full of shit
Young and dumb and full of shit
What a beautiful thing
What a beautiful thing
We taped the hits off of the radio
Danced in dry ice at the indie disco
Nobody knows where the time goes
But me and you know, me and you know we know
John Hughes movies and MTV
Said we could be anything we wanted to be
Astronaut, lawyer, movie star, priest
All you gotta do is believe in the dream
Now we're filling your spreadsheets
And we're sweeping your floors
We're teaching your children
And we're dangerously bored
But everybodies feeling fine thanks to the medication
Constant stimulation, endless entertainment
Front row tickets for the alien invasion
Porn for every kink before your morning meditation
Daily affirmation, the times they are a changing
The times they are a changing
We taped the hits off of the radio
Danced in dry ice at the indie disco
Nobody knows where the time goes
But me and you know, me and you know we know
Written by: Emily Breeze
