hunger at the door

we'll get older

we'll get bored out of our mind

get cold shoulders

walk a line

we'll get older

we'll get bored out of our mind

get cold shoulders

walk a line

we live in the city of norms

spoon-fed from the day that we were born

yet the clown

he promissed a balloon

to get us closer to the moon

when there's hunger at the door

we start heading for the stars

what we're looking for we can't define

not this time

we'll get older

we'll get bored out of our mind

get cold shoulders

walk a line

we'll get older

we'll get bored out of our mind

get cold shoulders

walk a line

we wear this city's uniform

and even the hungry girls can't keep our kicks warm

the clown

he sold us a balloon

to get us closer to the moon

one day when boredom hits us hard

we start heading for the stars

what we're looking for we can't define

like it was maria who was always on our mind

we'll get older

we'll get bored out of our mind

get cold shoulders

walk a line

we'll get older

we'll get bored out of our mind

get cold shoulders

walk a line

we'll get older

we'll get bored out of our mind

get cold shoulders

walk a line