if you can read this, your head is on fire
soggy pizza-hand's on the gas and its, half past five
be kind rewind, don't wake n' bake, wha' happen? wha' happen?
iron-by-hangin', wheetabix merangue-in', wha' happen?
weed-coloured carpet, like a stone in a sandpit
you've only gone and had a frying pan
be kind rewind, don't wake n' bake, wha' happen? wha' happen?
iron-by-hangin', wheetabix meringue-in', wha' happen?
hip hop hot pot pot noodle
hip hop hot pot pot noodle
if you can read this, your head is on fire
if you can read this, your head is on fire
feed the welsh for fear of suspiscious odours on your pillow case
there's too many windows in this place, and everyone's anxious enough
and the bread is tough
and the vermin are comfortable here
under the lily-shrine, i'm one inch from what goes on