This village hall hides In forgotten countryside As the tired locals crawl In filling forlorn chairs I wonder what's lying ahead of me Hey lady sitting next to me Please tell me just How I ended up here I'm looking around And there's no joy in this place Yeah I'm looking around To stop the shaky shake shakes Skewed bite marks On this plastic cup Red curtains Rising up You say this band plays jazz I say D'you say this band has pizazz? You say no Maybe I find it hard to see When my lost years trail endlessly I find myself trapped In God knows where And now here comes the jazz As the noise from without fights The noise from within I'm left confronted By vicious snare of my decisions I turn to you and say Those boys know how to dress I said those boys dress To impress wouldn't you agree? Hey lady sitting next to me I've got a real thing That's very wrong with me Woman let me out I'm just an indie kid This is out of control Poor little indie kid This night is a catastrophe This night is setting me free I'm taking courage in strife I'm gonna tear it all up I'm feeding poison to lion Pour some spritz in this cup Maybe I find it hard to see When my lost years Trail endlessly I find myself trapped In God knows where And now here comes the jazz Maybe if I'm honest with myself I could start a life out of this shell What if every time I think of you It sounds like jazz