Lyrics : Andrew James Dalrymple Gill/Jonathan Michael King/Hugo Burnham/David Allen
Music : Andrew Gill/David Allen/Jonathan King/Hugo Burnham
Woke up this morning desperation a.m.
What I've been saying won't say them again
My head's not empty, it's full with my brain
The thoughts I'm thinking
Like piss down a drain
And I feel like a beetle on its back
And there's no way for me to get up
Love'll get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't want to catch
Ought to control what I do to my mind
Nothing in there but sunshades for the blind
Only yesterday I said to myself
The things I'm doing are not good for my health
And I feel like a beetle on it's back
And there's no way for me to get up
Love'll get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't want to catch
Love'll get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't want to catch