Woorden: Frenzal Rhomb. Shut Your Mouth. Rats in the Walls.

Hey there believers
Best thing I can do is keep you all in the dark
Hey there believers
Thanks for another sympathetic remark

But I can't see who is watching over me
Only dark clouds break, wash the filth into the sea

My revelation
Was not that good but it's still locking me in
My medication
It holds me stable and it's keeping me thin

But wait and see I am not some prodigy
And I can't love all these angels after me

Well, don't pick me up when I crash to the ground
Don't try and stop me falling
Have a drink when I'm waiting for the final call
Don't you rescue me

With the worms in the bedroom and the rats in the walls
It's a wonder I get anything done at all
With the bottle and the pipe and the cards up-faced
I never, ever, ever wanna leave this place

Well, don't pick me up when I crash to the ground
Don't try and stop me falling
Have a drink when I'm hungry for the final call
Don't you rescue me

Well, should I feel ashamed when our heroes weep?
Is that the sound I hear as I go to sleep?

When God's in His Heaven all is wrong with the world
Don't you rescue me
When God's in His Heaven all is wrong with the world
Don't you rescue me