We're On our backs Looking up at the stars We Have a laugh Falling down Smashing cars
Watch your backs I've got knives I'm the fastest man alive
We make things out of sin With blood and human skin We never see the sights We're out to late at night
We Don't need you We go out By ourselves We catch the bus Into town Into hell
Break your heart Break your face Not that much to look at anyway
We make things out of dust So we can smash them up We never see the sights We're out too late at night
Now you know what my lips think I'll write on your arms Make the words look like pictures And that's just the start Of it all
WE'VE GOT CLASS WE'VE GOT STYLE
We're on our backs Looking up at the stars We have a laugh falling down Smashing cars
Watch your backs I've got knives I'm the fastest man alive
We make things out of sin With blood and human skin We never see the sights We're out to late at night We make things out of dust So we can smash them up da da da da da da
WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT STYLE