Don’t care if it’s ripe, bite and try it
That’s why I’m turned away from the door at Eden
Won’t bother trying, waste my evening
Another feature, boring tie in, recognise them from TV
Yawn worthy producer on the flight in
You’re up early like a farmer’s wife, get a fry in before eight chimes
I’m having a ten year lie in all my life
Diamonds and chains collide where my ribs coincide.
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