Letras: Manic Street Preachers. Flashbax.

I spend my time sittin' on
the fence with a mate of mine
i'm tryin to write the line of the story
we believe that everything said is a waste of time
cos life is well tried and it bores me
yeah, yeah, yeah

in my well paid opinion
these things they really don't matter
cos from my crystal gaze tonight
there shines a light
like dynamite

sittin' on a throne will give a bad back to you
livin' on my own was like a flashback
to the days when I was lost and lonely
say what I said was just a different story
all your lies well they still bore me
there's nothin wrong with my world
these things they really don't matter now

i spend my time sittin' on the fence
with a mate of mine
i'm tryin to write the line of the story
we believe that everything said is a waste of time
cos life is well tried and it bores me
yeah, yeah, yeah

in my well paid opinion
these things they really don't matter
cos from my crystal gaze tonight
there shines a light
like dynamite

sittin' on a throne will give a bad back to you
livin' on my own was like a flashback
to the days when I was lost and lonely
say what I said was just a different story
all those lies meant they still bore me
there's nothin wrong in my world
these things they really don't matter
these things they really don't matter now

(whistle)

sittin' on a phone will give a bad back to you
livin' on my own was like a flashback
to the days when I was lost and lonely
say what I said was just a different story
all your lies man they still bore me
there's nothin' wrong in my world
and these things they really don't matter
these things they really don't matter now

don't matter now
don't matter now
don't matter now
they don't matter now
they don't matter now
they don't matter now
they don't matter now
don't matter now
don't matter now