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Testo: Fratellis. Here We Stand. Look Out Sunshine!.

Well, look out sunshine here they go
They've got yesterdays heroes in last nights clothes
You're a game old boy judging by the way you walk

Well, there's no use telling me to leave
I've seen a half a dozen ghosts but I don't believe
I'm a cynical cunt and I'm much too lazy to change

And tell my friends I'll be around
Getting nowhere, sleeping somewhere
With a girl I dreamed, oh yeah

And sing that old song, how does it go?
Look out sunshine here's the punchline
No one gets you any more

Well, look out sunshine here they come
But they only play for money, you better not run
It's the sell out show that no one wants to go to, yeah

Well, there's none so blind as them that don't agree
They steal the money from your pockets almost viciously
You're a sane old boy and you're much to crazy to change

And tell my friends I'll be around
Getting nowhere, sleeping somewhere
With a girl I dreamed, oh yeah

And sing that old song, how does it go?
Look out sunshine here's the punchline
No one gets you any more

But what do you mean you were born to love this scene?
And they would string you up gladly
If they knew just how lazy you'd been

And tell my friends I'll be around
And tell my friends I'll be around
Getting nowhere, sleeping somewhere
With a girl I dreamed, oh yeah

And sing that old song how does it go?
Look out sunshine here's the punchline
No one gets you any, no one needs you any
No one gets you any more