You're looking
for me in the demonstration
Well I have already lost patience
You might find me sitting by
on the pavement

Maybe not cause I have shrunk
I fell in love with a punk
and she took my breath
Now there's nothing left

But love enough to feed a family
I just want to feed Emily
with lukewarm English beer
And vegan pancakes

I saw her in the anti-war demonstration
Was a sweet sensation of love

When I was sixteen
I hung out with the kids who lacked it
The kind of punks who were born in leather jacket
The kind of punks that place themselves in brackets

She was one of them back then
She was somebody's girlfriend
And I was no one
I had nothing

And the skies were clear blue skies
And her eyes were clear blue eyes
And her thighs were about the same size as mine

And we were walking
In the anti-war demonstration
Was a sweet sensation of love
of love

It was a sweet sensation of love...