Fat - Rheostatics

When we were kids we ran like INTERPOL

I killed a copper with a puck of coal

Put a rock through a saint, made a stained-glass hole

In the back of the class, we giggled, sniffing rush

The best of friends, we rode the Islington bus

Your gum was sweet but the chewing was tough

I got drunk, I threw up on gin I mixed with orange stuff

This dream we call familiar

Is like death in golden wraps

Now if that’s true and we both know that

I’m sorry if I said you were…

Bye bye, Mr. No One

Bye bye, Mr. Woebegone

I cracked my head when I fell from the highest rung

Two poster children wagging blue-green tongues

Drank pop, ate Pez, laid down and played dumb

Crashed through a snow fence, some stitches were sewn

Your face was a window, I crawled from my home

My life was yours, your blood was my own

I don’t know what I would have done if you never ever left me alone

This dream we call familiar

Is like death in golden wraps

Now if that’s true and we both know that

I’m sorry if I said you were fat

(And I know you still don’t like me for that.)

Hey! I don’t even know who you are

I don’t even know why I came

I can’t remember your name

Everyone’s a robot when you’re a zombie

I don’t even know who you are

Everyone’s a robot when you’re a zombie

You look like someone’s been shot

You look like someone you’re not

Everyone’s a robot when you’re a zombie

(Stony.)