Over And Done

Capp Street is an underwater cave That’s filled with crutches and canes And faces that were washed away Away from innocence and pain They don’t care who lost the one They just wanna get the whole thing over and done They keep me up all night They sing songs to the moon Wishing they could close their eyes But they’re waiting for Jacques Cousteau The girls outside they’re not waiting for the sun They just wanna get the whole thing over and done Seems like bowl history down To a forty-five minute wait A big boredom filled with stars All burning with hate Yeah we had a good time, we had some fun And now we wanna get the whole thing over and done