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