Lyrics

He ran out of epithets
Before he knew what one was
Authentic foreskin of Christ, he says
Prince Andrew memorial grope
I'm talking to a robot in Nebraska
When I should be listening to disco octaves
If I am frightened of nothing
It's nothing to be frightened of
French press
Gegenpress
Corby trouser press
Are we capsized by our dalliances?
Ass milk mensch
Won't you ape this specious reasoning?
I'm an angry fossil
I'm annoyed
I'm an annoyed
Ammonoid
Engines burning out at full throttle
It's been eluding us since Aristotle
And we've all been drunk by the bottle
We've been deluding us since Aristotle
Look at all the hug refuseniks
Taking joy in the disconnect
The British bulldog shit spirit
Sadly truncated by injuries
Where's my 48 hours at Rockfield?
Fighting time like Zidane on Materazzi
Your yoga mat can't save you
And it doesn't even make a very comfortable bed
From billion year old rock
To Range Rover rock
I'll be your rock
Because despite all your rage
You are still not Nicolas Cage
And it's as sad as finishing a Big Mac
But Harry has a one love armband
So everything is fine now
Engines burning out at full throttle
It's been eluding us since Aristotle
And we've all been drunk by the bottle
We've been deluding us since Aristotle