I think I need a drink, it's snowing in the lounge
The fish tank is frozen
Poor sea monkey town
It feels like Christmas Eve on May the 17th
She says you don't have to say it
I don't know what she means
I think I figured it out, it's right in front of me
Inflation or something to do with the Tories
She asks what we're building, I said, "What do you think this is?"
Homes under the hammer
I'm the perfect man
She's gone cold, and I'm just getting warm
I got the feeling she's about to blow
She's got frostbite in the lost light of the covered moon
Pretty soon she'll be frozen hard
She pours a glass of wine, hands another one to me
She says "Brian, I'll miss you"
I said "Now I know what you mean"
And then I see my dog, he's packing up my things
He says, "I'll take it from here, I hope you land on your feet"
I hope I land on my feet (land on my feet)
I hope I land on my feet (land on my feet)
I hope I land on my feet (land on my feet)
I hope I land on someone's feet
(Three billion years of evolution) I hope I land on my feet
I hope I land on my feet (just to end up here)
I hope I land on my feet
(I wish I was still in the water)
She's gone cold, and I'm just getting warm
I got a feeling she's about to blow
Like Baltic birds of a feather in an ice-cream truck in December
Driven by a polar bear who never learned or pieced together
Gotta wrap that love in a sweater before the pieces freeze forever
They're frozen hard
