[Lyric] No Pads No Helmets... Just a Bunch of Dicks (The Sainte Catherines)

A time bomb imploding
To this day we’re still friends
A dark sky, we still learn something
Back to zero again

Ghosts from the past, they’re still haunting
They’re invisible, I can’t kill them
Inside jokes that we still care about
Inspiration, motivation

Ghosts from the past, they’re still haunting
They’re invisible, I can’t kill them
Inside jokes that we still care about
Inspiration, where's the payback?

Pointing out shit that we see everyday
But when's the time to be happy?
Tell them to quit thеir jobs
There's no fun in working for someonе

Talk to me again about old friends
Was it fun today, was it fun today?
Facing a locked door
I lost the key a long, long time ago
Talk to me again about old friends
Was it fun today, was it fun today?
Facing a locked door
I lost the key a long, long time ago

Driving northeast for forced ideas
Clapping hands for empty stomachs
Fuck off, can you tell me who really cares?
A simple plan is still a shitty plan

Fuck off
Fuck off

Ghosts from the past, they’re still haunting
They’re invisible, I can’t kill them
Inside jokes that we still care about
Inspiration, where's the payback?

Talk to me again about old friends
Was it fun today, was it fun today?
Facing a locked door
I lost the key a long, long time ago

Driving northeast for forced ideas
Clapping hands for empty stomachs
Fuck off, can you tell me who really cares?
A simple plan is still a shitty band