Elastica - Spastica Lyrics
A morbid fascination with all things in extremesA limited sport will leave its spot on meEarly in the morning, Ive given up on sleepIm in the attention, but all I hear is my heart beatHis spastic aspirations will make a man of meBrought him for his playing, such sensitivityMonsters of the present are the monsters of the pastTook a look in your lyric book, your heads right your arseIts unbelievable, the way you got it all, it seems improbableThe inner city fauna is crying round your feetI never really noticed how your eyebrows seemed to meetIn perpetual fear of being swallowed wholeBeached in the suburbs in the body of a whale