Essex Dogs (Thurston Moore`s Mix)

I remember thinking murder in the car Watching dogs somersault through sprinklers on tiny lawns I remember the graffiti We are your children coming in with spray cans of paint I remember the sunsets and the plains of cement And the way the night just seemed to turn the color of orangeade In this town, cellular phones are hot with teens In this town, we all go to terminal pubs It helps us sweat out those angry bits of life From this town, the English army grind their teeth into glass You know you'll get a kicking tonight The smell of puke and piss The smell of puke and piss on your stilettos Here comes that panic attack My heart stops, and then it starts Give me a drink I'll drink your round I take you round the pole It's cold up here (I can see the universe waiting by a minibus) You'll catch flu Or you'll catch the city Either way, you'll catch flu Or you'll catch the city