(Lyrics: Ian Myers Pritchard, Music: Ian Myers Pritchard)

Verse 1:
Patience is a virtue,
From which I run,
I won't wait for judgement,
I'm too fucking young.

Life heralds the leader,
And cheers champions,
How long will I follow?
I'm so fucking young.

Chorus:
How far must we go,
My ever-loving friend,
To see that these good times,
Will never end?

Verse 2:
The sun always shines on the righteous,
That means it pisses on me,
I want to breathe some of your air,
'Cause you're all squeaky clean.

If the devil jumped into the deep blue sea,
I know that he would steam,
Come on will you take a dive with me?
We can both be squeaky clean.

Verse 3:
A hundred good souls come forward,
Declaring their intentions to you,
Someday maybe you'll come to realise,
My soul is the truest of the true.

Throwing off cares and losing ourselves,
In the mischief we can brew,
Even Fun Lovin' Criminals will agree,
Our souls are the truest of the true.
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