Letra de 'Hostels And Brothels' de The Wonder Years

So you found me on the floor
I'm split open at the seams
The lights of Birmingham are wet
and blur in front of me
Today we woke up at 1
but it gets dark here at 3
It's getting hard to believe in anything

Today I called up my dad
Said: I'm off balance and weak
I'm feeling homesick for things I know don't think of me
He said: It's gonna get lighter, son, just wait there and see
It's getting hard to believe

Last night in Leeds
Ad and I found ourselves wandering the city
looking for pizza
All we found was complacency and somewhere to sleep

I'm still waiting for the map to say home's a week away

The boys are drowning in Strongbow
I'm amazed they can breathe
Weeble's just got caught stealing a Christmas tree
We drove all the way to Glasgow just watch our defeat
The venue flooded
Guess the band last night was too heavy

Last night in Leeds
Joe was talking to some bar maid
Trying to get lucky
I think it almost worked until he ran into Bobby
That kid pulled the cock-block of the century

I'm still waiting for the map to say home's a week away
Unless Grey Britain comes to me and says
It's not so bad if you don't look at it that way

Last night in Leeds
The world collapsed all around me
Along with a shelf in the basement of Liv's house
By two or three, I thought we'd lost Josh and Mikey
They were skyhooking cans they hadn't emptied out

Last night in Leeds
I know we woke the neighbours
But I don't think anybody slept that night
Last night in Leeds
things got a bit lighter
I Guess my dad was Right

I'm still waiting for the map to say home's a week away
Unless Grey Britain comes to me and says
It's not so bad if you don't look at it that way