Smokes himself into double vision Leaves his mind on an incision
Thinks he's invented imagination Says that God has some relation
He leaves his cigarette burning on the desk His clothes and magazines make up such a mess
Sitting up in bed, transistors on his chest with quintessence
In quintessence
He and his friends sit around all evening Leaving their laughter upon the ceiling
Seems so funny yet it leaves me yawning Then I find it's the following morning
He says his girlfriend lives too far away Always at a friend's house on holiday
His bottle of romance helps himself away In quintessence
In quintessence
In quintessence
In quintessence
A 15-year-old's rouse to life is fine With his quintessence safe and sound in mind
Life's an adolescence from time to time With us all in quintessence
In the corner with his book and tissue All he can do is pretend to miss you
Closes his eyes as he sees her body Pulls funny faces and likes his hobby
On the other hand, love ain't a happy word On the other hand, love ain't a piece of skirt
Makes for something special in your football shirt
In quintessence
In quintessence
In quintessence
In quintessence
In quintessence
In quintessence
In quintessence
In quintessence
In quintessence
In quintessence
In quintessence