Matchbox

John Hughes junkies contemplating suicide
Boots and Crombies hanging on the other side
All the Westmount Parkas are down at the Matchbox
They’re gonna drink until they’re stupid
Gonna shout it like it’s punk rock
Late at night in Montreal
Out on the streets and off the wall
Lining up to break their fall
Digging for some change or bumming for a smoke
Everybody’s sparking up to share a joke
It’s just a matter of time before they’re closing down the Matchbox
All the kids think it’s so funny till their fun comes to a full stop
Late at night in Montreal
Out on the streets and off the wall
Lining up to break their
Lining up to break their
Lining up to break their fall