And if it once made it, I should burn into your

Please could you stop the noiseI'm tryna get some restYou chicken

you were here beforeCouldn't look you in the eyesYou're

are buzzing around my headVultures circling the deadPicking up

is just a nightmareSoon I'm gonna wake upSomeone's gonna

Everything...Everything...Everything...Everything...In its right place (In its right place...)In its right placeIn

birds on the trees all lining up (My

was bornFor your magazine, for your magazineI am trapped

you get yourTeeth so pearly?Dew-drop denturesWhite-washed runs from

of joy now scare ourselvesOf all that you

breath of the morning, I keep forgettin'The smell of

Banana CoWe really love you, and we need youAnd

you were here beforeCouldn't look you in the eyeYou're

for anyone who's still listeningThis is a song called I

Can't get the stink offHe's been hanging 'round for daysComes like

policeArrest this manHe talks in mathsHe buzzes like a

A heart that's full up like a landfillA job that slowly

I’m riding a bulletCaught in a bulletRiding the bulletReady or notGot

You look through the thousand miles over anyone else between

motorways, and tram-linesStarting and then stoppingTaking off and landingThe