Georgie grab your gun There'll be no fighting in this town It's so silent Don't let the bastards kick you down There's no need to run You had no other choice No doubt Ooh ooh A skate park rots beneath the beaches And there's No way I'm going there again Home for me Is a constant sense That town is wasted And there's no need for sleep ♪ And Georgie grab your gun When all the creepers come around It can be frightening But keep on sleeping safe and sound Take your keys and run Crisis actors practice in this Town Ooh ooh A skate park rots beneath the beaches And there's No way I'm going there again Home for me Is a constant sense That town is wasted And there's no need for sleep ♪ Ooh ooh The marquee rots beneath the beaches And there's No way I'm going there again Home for me Is a constant sense That town is wasted And there's no need for sleep