When I chip through your candy coating
Youre stuffed with insulation
Just strawberry ice cream floating
With a sprinkle indignation
Cherry under knot of shoestring
Conflate and agitate
Youre a plimsoll punk
Youre a plimsoll punk
And youre getting me down, getting me down
Youre getting me down
Getting me down, down, down
Youre getting me down
Getting me down, getting me down
Getting me down
Plimsoll punk
Your postures blocking out any possible light
I can hardly see
This conversation spirals into a fight
I can barely breathe
Who ran from Roman candles
Underneath a willow weeping?
Do the tea lights on your mantel
Illuminate that summer feeling?
Youre the seashell in my sandal
Thats slicing up my heel
Youre a plimsoll punk
Youre a plimsoll punk
And youre getting me down, getting me down
Youre getting me down
Getting me down, down, down
Youre getting me down
R-r-r-racking my brain, trying to escape
Getting me down
Plimsoll punk
Plimsoll punk
Your postures blocking out any possible light
I can no longer see
This conversation spirals into a fight
I can barely breathe
Getting me down, getting me down
Youre getting me down
Getting me down, down, down
Youre getting me down
Getting me down, getting me down
Youre getting me down
Plimsoll punk
Youre just a Plimsoll punk
Plimsoll punks