You've got a knack for geography and there's no place that you don't know. The streets are paved with memories and she writes down every one. You met up with Judy and her teenage skinhead friends in the park. I followed you. I wanted to hear what you were saying. "Do you think he's cute?" "Do you think she's jealous?" "Do you think they're going out on friday night?" There's no better place, there's no better place than pardise. There's no better way to kill tomorrow than staying out with us tonight. Do you believe in virginity and do you like to sing a long? I went out to Modern Monday just to hear that song But now he's into psychedelic music and grew his hair out long. He doesn't notice you He doesn't pretend to be impressed Because he's doomed and cool And everything's changing I wonder where everybody goes when they get old. There's no better place, there's no better place than paradise. There's no better way to kill tomorrow than staying out with us tonight.