[Verse 1]
Broken cones, I hide and hang my eyes
I make my last move in the violet skies
I'm horny, hungry, hopeful for your hand
A plastic bag's no suitcase for my man

[Chorus]
Harbour of lame ducks, tiny little group of us
Turning your hearts to mush
I was happy when I scored, straight off the backboard
Into the bin that day

[Verse 2]
Take a moment, take two days, take years
Indifference is a virtue amongst your peers
So happy, healthy, humble as we speak
The streets are filled with ordinary peeps

[Chorus]
But the harbour of lame ducks, tiny little group of us
Turning your hearts to mush
I was happy when I scored, straight off the backboard
Into the bin that day
Harbour of lame ducks, tiny little group of us
Turning your hearts to mush
I was happy when I scored, straight off the backboard
Into the bin that day
Harbour of lame ducks, tiny little group of us
Turning your hearts to mush
I was happy when I scored, straight off the backboard
Into the bin that day