Album Name : This Leaden Pall
Release Date : 2010-07-25
Song Duration : 3:40
Half Man Half Biscuit Floreat Inertia
I could be tugging on the beard of science
Like a cheeky schoolboy
But I couldn’t be bothered
That’s why I’m still in the box room
Face down in the last ditch
My natural home
I Can Do That
But I don’t really want to
Oh, I used to cajole Gordon Giltrap
I used to think that it mattered
But the low drone of the treadmill
Is the sound of my hopes being shattered
I should be standing in a chaos of sunflowers
With a girl from Machynlleth
But I’m down at the Children’s Zoo
Kicking off on the goats
Increasing doubt – decreasing hope
Even my imaginary friend went and changed his mind
Oh, I used to cajole Gordon Giltrap
I used to think that it mattered
But the low drone of the treadmill
Is the sound of my hopes being shattered
Oh, I turned my back on Nazareth
I used to think that it mattered
But the low drone of the treadmill
Is the sound of my hopes being shattered
