Rat Faced Granny

The owls are burning

She's sick of me

And I'm not leaving

So what's the story?

Like a good night's

They flash in nowhere

I couldn't be bothered

That's hurting me

The night of victory

He's ranked you bloody

I can't believe

And now it's over

Wild, nothing new

A night, nothing new

Oh, you think you're wild, but you're nothing new

And now you're wombed

Nothing new

And that's a wild, but it's nothing new

And now you're older

Nothing

What? Nothing new

A night? Nothing new

What about the heart, friend?

But now you're even

And you're worried

Nothing new

Don't even worry, and we'll think it's good

Good, good, good...