Catatonia

Blow The Millenium, Part 2

When they look around and they will look around

They'll be without the kind of things we lex about

Do with background inventions for one last glimpse to the real

When dell was astounded deepest densten sound joys to be around

Commendable tones a commanding role

For the crowd we bow and are bowed to

Begging and borrowing

Burrowing and bringing us our swillen

And come to think of it you're like a Christmas dinner of compost heap

For ready to reap but it won't keep there’s hose it's all show

You need it higher my sin

Then I hope you win the lottery no Tom-foolery

It's a genuine wish I long for fairground attractions

For one last go at the wheel

Blow

And begging and borrowing

Burrowing and bringing us our swillen

And trying for trying is frightening

I packed for an outing an endless task though anything bold

Blow