@migu music@

Baby we're bored and bad luck is coming our way

We're the last of our kind with a last chance slipping away

They said it was a big disaster

I heard on the telephone

You called me the morning after to ask me where our plan went wrong

Hey, we're too good to go along my friend

Mind over matter again

We're too young to get old like them

We can't make it better again

We can't make it better again

No we can't make it better again

And when it's all over just leave me to my own device

I should have known when to stop listening to your bad advice

They said it was a big disaster

I heard it on the telephone

You called me the morning after to tell me where our plan went wrong

Oh baby we're bored and bad luck is coming our way

Now that we know what's to come who's gonna keep us awake?