Are We Feeling Comfortable Yet? lyrics
by Guardian



Welcome, dear listener, are you comfortable?Put your feet up, close your eyes, let your senses dullFloating like a beach ball, wearing cordless phonesLet the tide take you, groove to the mellow tones, groovyWho switched the intro? ah, but I digressDo you ever get that feeling your "not so fresh?"Do you hang out nights at the launderette?Dreaming of the cure for stubborn stains?Wanna climb into the big machine?Wonder how it feels getting really clean?Chorus:I know you know more than what you're coming clean forGod is skin on mohairJust admit you itch thereShift to the left, shift to the right, fidget,Lock knees, cough, cough, fidget,Don't scratch, don't break out in a sweatAre we feeling comfortable yet?Ever sweat bullets at the sight of blood?Ever drag a half-ton cross through spit and mud?Wouldn't want to plan too far aheadWouldn't want to dwell on what's beyondPondering death is a dirty bizMakes you wonder when your appointment is