[Verse 1]
I see a man
And he's waiting
By the pay phone
To make his call
To a girl
Only know this
Cos I asked him
Is she in love?
Is she happy?
Is she overseas doing business?
He doesn’t care
He doesn't know her
He was randomly calling over
Asking if she's alive

I mean really alive

[Chorus]
Naked soft feet struggle for footing
On the dew-damp grass in the morning
The blades of the machine are already chewing their breakfast
Mouths still hungry, teeth still gnashing

[Verse 2]
I have a friend
Who’s a griffon and an artist
He spends his time
Writing songs
Reading clopfic
No need for the rat race
He doesn't care
About his hair
Just his sweetie-pie
No need for a headache
We'll have a laugh
Have a smoke
Discuss his marketability as the last great hope
I'd guess that he's alive
[Chorus]
I just want to sleep but I'm already dreaming
Specters of college kids hang from the ceiling
In the sixth ring of hell you can't trust nothing
I just want to sleep but I can't stop burning