Young at Heart

Punch Demos

Foolishly Wrong (Demo)

Hey, Gay Boy

Imaginary Friend

(9) Beauty (Starship)

I see you bang your head against everything
Try and ride my bike up the stairs
Burn everything we robbed from them
Cut the power make like we were never there

It’s night like these
We roll till we drop
There’s honour among thieves
It’s all that we’ve got

Leave all of your possessions
We won’t need them anymore
We aim for transcendence
Or at least to get up off the floor

It’s nights like these
We roll till we drop
There’s honour among thieves
It’s all that we’ve got

Break out of this party
We can’t use the front door
Because you gave ‘em a fake name
Before they quickly broke my jaw
Do you think they’ll remember us
We won’t remember them
And then we’ll wake up the next evening,
Just like Kesha
And do it all again

It’s night like these
We roll till we drop
There’s honour among thieves
It’s all that we’ve got

Mother help me
Madonna and child
I am so hungry
Help me to reconcile
And she said
“If you want forgiveness
Then get up off your knees
You’ve got to find it for yourself
Stop asking St Anthony”
It’s nights like

Foolishly Wrong (Demo)

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