4 A.M.
Sleep avoids desperate and lonely
Afternoons, solitude is golden
Comforting fake emotions
Starve myself to feel accepted
Urine tastes like water
Flowers don't feel like spring
If I never left my bed
Would the world be a better place to live
You know it would
Unsatisfactory, unsatisfied
(Repeat)
Search for words I never find
In supermarkets and check-out lines
Drugs sold at wholesale prices
Doesn't feel so bad to be alone
Impatience is my enemy
If I never left my bed
Would the world be a better place to live
You know it would
(Repeat Chorus)
Unsatisfactory, I'm so unsatisfied
(Repeat)
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Obnoxious, disgusting
We come home in echoes
Of lift shafts and hollows
All jealous of others
What beautiful brothers
Happy days are here at last
I feel them in the air
Happy days are here at last
Everbody's there
Square boxes to stare at
Max Bygraves and all that
Wage packets used bog roll
Bureaucrats my gas hole
Big brother is growing
No spaces no knowing
Happy days are here at last
I feel them in the air
Happy days are here at last
Everbody's there
More tea vicar?