[00:14.70]A morbid fascination with all things in extremes
[00:18.21]A limited sport will leave its spot on me
[00:21.61]Early in the morning,
[00:23.36]I've given up on sleep
[00:24.91]I'm in the attention
[00:26.81]But all I hear is my heart beat
[00:48.04]His spastic aspirations will make a man of me
[00:51.29]Brought him for his playing, such sensitivity
[00:54.93]Monsters of the present are the monsters of the past
[00:58.57]Took a look in your lyric book
[01:00.37]Your head's right your arse
[01:28.13]It's unbelievable, the way you got it all
[01:34.83]It seems improbable
[01:42.42]The inner city fauna is crying round your feet
[01:45.66]I never really noticed how your eyebrows seemed to meet
[01:49.30]In perpetual fear of being swallowed whole
[01:52.65]Beached in the suburbs in the body of a whale