Tilly and the Wall - Nights of the living dead

Well the hig^Ch school kids they're all fucked up Touching eac^Amh other, oh my god. Yeah and for^Cty ounces was never enough. We want to p^Amass out in your yard, we want to pass out. Dressing in d^Crag your best friend's clothes, while boys ki^Amssed boys in hotel rooms. Oh and just w^Chen we thought we were no longer lost ^Amthey kicked us out into the dirty streets of ^GAtlanta. ^CSo it's Friday night down on North Avenue, ^Amwhere the gas station parking lot prostitutes ^Ctried to fix their hair in our rearview mirrors. ^AmYou know we're just trying to get to the club and shake our asses. ^CA caravan of kids, some big old mess, ^Amon an old wooden dock, oh we're bored to death. ^CWe've got a bottle of wine, a fresh pack of smokes. ^AmWe're going to end up screaming about some midnight ^Ggarage sale. CHORUS ^CGod, put down your ^Ggun can't you see w^Ame're dead? ^CGod, put down your ^Ghand we're not ^Amlistening. The mi^Dmcrophone cut off so we're scre^Eaming at the top of our lungs.