Brett Anderson - Whipsnade lyrics

We are only young But we style our future with a cattle gun We are idle rich So we smile for tomorrow with a b**h of an itch Cause when the fire light shocks like a cop shop pyre We'll jack the politics for premonition and fire And we'll move like Nureyev at night Coast to coast Side to side Shines the light of fine enlightened minds Coast to coast We are only young But we style out future in the shadow of guns We are not idle rich So we smile for tomorrow with a b**h of an itch Cause when the stylized kick of the filmstar whip Cracks down on the millions, cracks the kids on the hips We'll be moving like Nureyev at night Coast to coast Side to side Shines the light of fine enlightened minds Coast to coast Side to side Feel the steel that shines outside the blinds Coast to coast Side to side Blades engraved with babies' names While pylons hide the suicide Coast to coast Side to side Shines the light of fine enlightened minds Coast to coast Side to side Feel the steel that shines outside the blinds Coast to coast Side to side Blades engraved with babies' names While pylons hide the suicide Feel the steel that shines outside the blinds Blades engraved with babies' names While pylons hide the suicide