Half Man Half Biscuit - Floreat Inertia Lyrics
I could be tugging on the beard of scienceLike a cheeky schoolboyBut I couldn’t be botheredThat’s why I’m still in the box roomFace down in the last ditchMy natural homeI Can Do ThatBut I don’t really want toOh, I used to cajole Gordon GiltrapI used to think that it matteredBut the low drone of the treadmillIs the sound of my hopes being shatteredI should be standing in a chaos of sunflowersWith a girl from MachynllethBut I’m down at the Children’s ZooKicking off on the goatsIncreasing doubt – decreasing hopeEven my imaginary friend went and changed his mindOh, I used to cajole Gordon GiltrapI used to think that it matteredBut the low drone of the treadmillIs the sound of my hopes being shatteredOh, I turned my back on NazarethI used to think that it matteredBut the low drone of the treadmillIs the sound of my hopes being shattered