Song Lyrics

To get away from all these strange men 

we're 'the Acoustics of Buildings'

we lock ourselves in the music room 

we're 'the Acoustics of Buildings'

and there create precisely nothing 

of value or worth it's a phantom birth

Joe, don't leave now, you're my only friend 

in 'the Acoustics of Buildings'

Bard, we should have found you a better place 

in 'the Acoustics of Buildings'

and where did all that energy go?

on chasing the girls and learning machine code

Jon, are you sure about those pantaloons? 

in 'the Acoustics of Buildings'

Manuel, eyeliner belongs on the eyes 

in 'the Acoustics of Buildings'

as for me my hair is strawberry blonde

of it I am fond

then the roots start to show 

and time marches on

and those dreams are gone

So don't let those bully boys 

pursue you to the ends of the earth

for a bit of make-up

no, don't let those bully boys 

pursue you to the ends of the earth

for a bit of lipstick, or eyeliner

or strange trousers

or hair dyed a funky shade of green