lets see if i can list them off
in a biting but focussed way
like me when i'm super-aware of my tongue
as its checks and shows off each one of my teeth
i've got a hunch-back
hand on my heart he said it was
a pathological liar with gingivitis and appendicitis, honest cop, oh
call, oh, eh

then the bulbs they grow and grow and quiver
receptors just lose their nerve and shiver
(through bone and brain, through mind's new terrain)
this is you too babe, just wait and see

you're peeling and fading just like me

a gig and whiskey casualty,
that's gospel true, baby, baby
a buff mutant that's got to seen to be believed

then the bulbs they grow and grow and quiver
receptors just lose their nerve and shiver
(through bone and brain, into mind's new terrain)
this is you too babe, just wait and see

PAST HELL, FUTURE PURGATORY
I'LL LEAD YOU TO THE END,
THROUGH ADDICTIVE PHASE-SHIFTING

your fortune is my hostage,
funny that you're so free
you're so free that chose bondage

then the bulbs they grow and grow and quiver
receptors just lose their nerve and shiver
(through bone and brain, into mind's new terrain)
this is you too babe, just wait and see

PAST HELL, FUTURE PURGATORY
I'LL LEAD YOU TO THE END,
THROUGH ADDICTIVE PHASE-SHIFTING

histamine lies, histamine lies, histamine lies, allergy eyes

PAST HELL, FUTURE PURGATORY
I'LL LEAD YOU TO THE END,
THROUGH ADDICTIVE PHASE-SHIFTING

i've practised this thing
in my head so
when this song's finished
i'll never think of
of you again but
i know you always
preferred the style
over the stylish
and i'm positive
cos i know that you're a thought in my head
the sun
it's bounces round us
cos the past is like a freaky foreign country that i'll never visit
lately
i've been practising this
conversation
in my head but
then i remember you're a thought in my head - sing

when this songs finished
i'll never think of
of you again but
could i put this whole thing in quotation marks?
preferred the stylish
im positive
cos i know that you're a though in my head just singin'
eh oh eh oh eh oh
cos the past is like a freaky foreign country that i'll never visit
lately
i've remembered
that you're a thought in
that you're a thought in
that you're a thought in
that i'm a thought in

BANGING ON THE GATES OF PERFECT SILENCE
ON THE GATES OF 27 YEARS OF GRAVITY
ON THE CLOCK OF THE ONLY FACTORY
I WOULD RATHER BE AT HOME JUST CHEWING ON MY BABY'S MOLECULES

BANGING ON THE GATES OF PERFECT SILENCE
ON THE GATES OF 27 YEARS OF GRAVITY
ON THE CLOCK OF THE ONLY FACTORY
I WOULD RATHER BE AT HOME JUST CHEWING ON MY BABY'S MOLECULES

past hell, future purgatory
past hell, future purgatory