Can you hear me? Can you hear me now?

I'm shouting loud, but I ain't getting no reception (this place feels like a school reunion)

Are you getting them in?

Because I'm getting them down

I don't know who I am most Saturday nights

But I know it's gonna hurt in the morning (this feels far from a celebration)

Keep your head down, keep your head down

I can't handle myself

I can't manage these bands

I can't handle myself

Can you see us living in the spirals?

Can you hear us shouting over Brit Pop?

Can you see us living in the spirals?

Again, again, again, again, again!

Can you help me? Can you help me out?

I'm chatting drivel in the drizzle in the garden (I'm handcuffed to this conversation)

I don't care about your trip to Milan

I don't know who I am most Saturday nights

But I know that repetition gets boring (I'm sick of the same situation)

Keep your head down, keep your head down

I can't handle myself

I can't manage these bands

I can't handle myself

Can you see us living in the spirals?

Can you hear us shouting over Brit Pop?

Can you see us living in the spirals?

Again, again, again, again, again!

As listed buildings crumble, I fumble for another paracetamol

Alcohol-induced but treatable

Yesterday's Chinese rotates on its axis

As blurred memories infiltrate my broken semi-consciousness

What has become of us?

I can't handle myself

I can't manage these bands

I can't handle myself

I can't manage these bands

Can you see us living in the spirals?

Can you hear us shouting over Brit Pop?

Can you see us living in the spirals?

Again, again, again, again, again!

I can't manage these bands