Lyrics
I Get Back From Touring
Suddenly It Doesn't Seem Like Much Fun To Be Off My Face
At A Quarter To Eleven Am
You're Prangin' Out
I See Through You
I Feel Awful
This Voice's Talkin' To Me
This Ain't Funny
Irons Been On In My House For Four Fucking Weeks
I See Through You
I'm About To Do Something Stupid
I Dare Say Why My Manager Got Lary And Smacked Me
These Headaches Are Gettin' Unbearably Nasty
Staring At The Crackwork, Lookin' Scary With Me Brandy
The Rock 'N Roll Cliche Walked In And Then Smacked Me
Carelessly Rackin' Out Prangs Just To Handle The Fear
I Do A Line But Then Panic And Feel A Bit Prang'd
So I Glug Marlon From The Bottle To Ease Of The Panic
Then When It Starts Wearing Off, I Just Feel A Bit Sad
Snort More Tour Support, And Then Have A Drink
The Bruise On The Side Of My Head Is Madly Banging
The Only Reason I Started This Was The Deal Me A Laughin'
The Only Reason I Started This Was The Deal Me A Laughin'
You're Prangin' Out
I See Through You
These Voices Talkin' To Me
This Aint Funny
I See Through You
I'm About To Do Something Stupid
The Girl In My Bed Is Kinda Distant Right Now,
I Know Shes Thinkin' Shes A Bit Frightened Somehow,
I Don't Think She Relised What I'd Invited Her Back To My House
I Don't Want Anyone To See Me Like This Right Now
I Sorts Thoughts Rollin' Back In My Eyes
I've Been A Poor Sports Thoughts Dance In My Mind
A Banging Headache Dancin Prang'd By Their Side
Dancin' With The Pictures From The Past Of My Life
I Don't Remember Any Of What I Just Thought At All
The Conclusion Prior To When I Forgot It All
Panicing A Bit, Gettin' Frightened 'N Fuck All
So Nursing My Bruise I Drink Right From The Bottle
I Don't Want Anyone I Know To See My Like This
My Fibs And Single Became Lies And Lists
She's Gonna Sell-Tell No Doubt Fuck It