34 Bus Lyrics

We don't think like we used to

We don't drink like we used to

We're not running 'round in town trying to make sense of the world

We don't talk like we used to

Don't play games like we used to

We're not worrying 'bout things that we can't control

Thirty-four bus to Arnos Grove

Piccadilly line, shame you weren't more close

Staying at my house and you'd need a suitcase

Couple house parties and we'd come back to the same place

Glen's vodka in a park

Spinning round in circles 'til it got dark

As many piercings as you can carry

Two for twenty at underground and

I miss us young and stupid

In the hallways playing cupid

Saturday trips into Camden Town

This little song is dedicated to you now

Paul's Boutique bags all in hand

And mine was fake but that was right on brand

Dream matt moose slathered on my face to

Hide the skin that I would later crave

I never really knew that my life was a breeze

My Scoubidous dangling off my keys

And I never should've had that side fringe

No regrets though, I'm glad I tried it

I miss us young and stupid

In the hallways playing cupid

I miss us young and fearless

Never caring what would come next

We don't think like we used to

We don't drink like we used to

We're not running 'round town trying to make sense of this world

We don't talk like we used to

Don't play games like we used to

I dedicate this song to my younger soul