You know that thing
That you say you sometimes dream of
Well I think it's happening to me
You know they say
That time will take a hold you
Well
You kill the voice or it kills you
Oh no
You shouldn't really speak about it
Oh no
You shouldn't really speak about it
And you look thin
Well the drugs will make you thinner still
The sort of thing you'd never see
Look up and up and up above now
And count your lucky stars
But oh no
You shouldn't really speak about it
You shouldn't really speak about it
Cause you know that thing
That you say you sometimes dream of
Well I think it's happening to me