1996 Songtext

AND HE JUST CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF IT
THAT THE CENTURY'S OVER
AND HIS
RADIO'S SCREAMING LIES
HE'S PUT HIS FINGERS IN TOO MANY PIES
AND SHE FADES AWAY FROM HIM

He's feeling old
He's got the common cold
He's watching Eastenders
He's of questionable gender
Locked in his living room
Mourning for Nana Moon
There's really no need to be arsey

CHORUS

I want a variation
On communication
White noise from the TV screen Nothing knows what I mean