The Lonely Goth-Mick Thomas/The Sure Thing

The Lonely Goth - Mick Thomas Velvet pants and a big top hat It's a little hot to be dressed like that Down near the war memorial he's propped In a big balck cape and twelve hole docs Yeah wearing twelve hole docs Now he almost made his auntie faint When he stopped at the chemist for some black nail paint She just stood there hand on hips He said aunty emm it'll match my lips I heard his father and his mother say What possessed the boy to look that way But don't you try and bring him down He's a lonely goth in a country town Now his father's family settled here In another time it was a long gone year He knows about them all you see They're buried at the local cemetery Rest in peace There's a girl in the next town that he knows They met at a marilyn manson show And they write letters and they swap spells They'll be together one day in hell I heard his father and his mother say What possessed the boy to dress that way And what will the blokes at the bottom pub say And the women down at her cwa But don't you try and bring him down He's a lonely goth in a country town To dress like that around here you guess That he likes being close to death He doesn't like footy he doesn't like cars He didn't mind coppolla's dracula One day he'll be rid of this place Run like mascara down a pale white face He doesn't believe in a god above But you could never doubt his mother's love I heard his father and his mother say What possessed the boy to dress that way And what will the blokes at the bottom pub say And the women down at her cwa But it's eye of news and it's tounge of bat As he walks around town with his mum's black cat And if you'd been through all he's been through Then you'd turn white and you'd frown too He's the bravest boy behind the frown Of a lonely goth in a country town And he's evoked the wrath of a country town He's the only one for miles around It's a shearing town Or a mining town A quite little country town