[Verse] Everybody’s got themselves a plan And everybody thinks they’ll be the man including the girls The musicians who lack the friends to form a band are singer-songwriters The rest of us are DJ’s or    official club photographers And tonight I’m playin’ another Nambucca show So I’m going through my phonebook texting everyone I know And quite a few I don’t whose numbers found their way into my phone But they might come along anyway you never really know [Verse 2] And none of this is going anywhere And pretty soon we’ll all be old And no one left alive will really care About our glory days when we sold our souls But if it’s all about the destination Then take a fucking flight We’re going nowhere slowly but seeing all the sights [Verse 3] We’re definitely going to hell but we’ll have all the best stories to tell    Yeah we’re definitely going to hell but we’ll have all the best stories to tell And I’m definitely going to hell     but we’ll have all the best stories to tell