You know that thing
That you say you sometimes dream of
Well I think it's happening to me

You know they say
That time will take a hold you
Well

You kill the voice or it kills you

Oh no

You shouldn't really speak about it
Oh no
You shouldn't really speak about it


And you look thin
Well the drugs will make you thinner still

The sort of thing you'd never see
Look up and up and up above now
And count your lucky stars


But oh no
You shouldn't really speak about it

You shouldn't really speak about it

Cause you know that thing

That you say you sometimes dream of
Well I think it's happening to me