Goldfish And Paracetamol lyrics
by Catatonia



A dead loss, no songsNo fun, just glumLying next to someoneDon't mention the WarSo don't question where we standOr where we fallNorth, South, East wehre's bestIf I head leftIt turns out directionlessAnd needle point asideI always findEmbroidery leaves me blind'Cos I'm not too weary to restSince I noticedComing second best is close to idealWhat fools boredom breedsSo much to doSo many goldfish to feedAnd paracetamolI take them allThey line my stomach wallWith customary thirstI search a water glassBut gin hits firstOh don't believe the hypeExpectany will alsways spoil a partyIt's tourniquet by crochetMy waters breakDon't drive for pity's sake'Cos I'm to weary to restSince I noticedComing second bestIs close to ideal