Lyric Fear Of Rolleroasters

At the arse-end of another century
I spend hours in the cemetery
On my way to anywhere but here
It was perfect in the summertime
I d just ask and the sun would shine
But the days just disappear this time of year

Yesterday was lost drinking
And, yes, today I was thinking
I could be making more of the weekend
A seaside bus will see us disembark
At sunset by the amusement park
I m none too nonchalant but I ll pretend

Come on! Come over
Come on! Come over
I ve overcome my fear of rollercoasters

Hey sugarlips – remember this?
Literally the sweetest kiss

Come on! Come over
Come on! Come over
I ve overcome my fear of rollercoasters