I'd rather hang out with a stone than going back there!
We can't escape from this village-nightlife.
With no money in our pockets and no gas in our tanks we are bound to the place we hate.
Wasting our money to listening to music, we could also hear on the radio. Seeing faces we didn't want to see, in the club we didn't want to go. In the club - drinking beer, to drown our never ending boredom.