I said lo, lo and behold
I just wanna know why I'm so cold
And I hope I learn before I get old
How I can burn when I feel so co, oh, oh, old
I've been inside for days
Watching curtains as they sway
Rain just falling like a blade
On me and Mr. Calloway
I got one direction home
Police tape blocking off half the road
Bit fragments of some kid's phone
And a white bouquet on a traffic cone
And there's the man with four cans of super tea
Having heated conversations
With those I can't even see
And hopefully tomorrow we'll swallow today
I said lo, lo and behold
I just wanna know why I'm so cold
And I hope I learn before I get old
How I can burn when I feel so co, oh, oh, old
Come and go, the hollow ways
Pa**ing the queue for the pharmacy
Another little bottle of side effects
Another blue pill for your tired s**
And this rain it keeps on falling
Hollywood stars on the black tarpaulin
I swallow, choke and then take it all in
All in
And there's the man behind the counter in the shop
The one the kids take the piss out of
And I wish that they would stop
But they will not and tomorrow, we'll laugh at today
I said lo, lo and behold
I just wanna know why I'm so cold
And I hope I learn before I get old
How I can burn when I feel so co, oh, oh, old