No calls
There ainÂ’t no calls this evening
There ainÂ’t no calls tonight
Clive is on his high horse
HeÂ’s looking for the light
No we we donÂ’t believe what weÂ’ve been fed
TheyÂ’re making bad decisions over my head
They donÂ’t understand the smiles on me and all of my friends
ItÂ’s all about clive
There ainÂ’t no calls this evening
There ainÂ’t no calls tonight
WeÂ’re heading for the south land
WeÂ’ll hang ourselves tonight
No we we donÂ’t believe what weÂ’ve been fed
We just want to play until weÂ’re dead
They donÂ’t understand the smiles on me and all of my friends
We just want to play down and dirty and fight with feelings until the end
ItÂ’s all about clive