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