Cappuccino City

Steppin' into the town, ignore the stink of burnin' leather

'Cause you're young in Rye-town, Radio 6 cool off forever

And depending on the weather

You'll be there

Your shadow tall, you leaned against the wall

Waitin' on a call, waitin' on the call that'll set it out

At the top of the I'll meet me at cappuccino city

Roaches climbing the wall, coffee is cold

Service is shitty

In neon lights you look so pretty, as you say

Your race is run, no longer havin' fun

Not the only one, not the only one with short memory

You're not the only one with short memory

FM on the stereo

Belgians in the Congo

Short memory

Cappuccino city