Mr Sketchy I’ll see you later, glad you let me put this on paper.
You creep through my soul once more, it creeps when I go door to door to door.
Mr Black Thumb who plays the [bad word]  he is Wilson bashed up the big [bad word] 
He’s flaking, alienating, and [bad word] 
Lay me down playing the clown coz I’m not mad!
All this roughed up sleeping and it’s time I tried to close my eyes,
Which now don’t half look like mine.
I’ve been up self seeking but its fine I try to close my eyes,
So I can see myself shine.
Chill me out this place is clinical, an energy vampire sucking on me,
All the things I do when I’m alone, I think I’m crazy on my own.
I walk around, back and forth, go up and down, south then north.
“ring a ding ding” – phone makes me shiver…
I exercise my face in mirror…
Lay me down playing the clown coz I’m not mad!
All this roughed up sleeping and it’s time I tried to close my eyes,
Which now don’t half look like mine.
I’ve been up self seeking but its fine I try to close my eyes,
So I can see myself shine.
It’s here! bitter blues; it sits here.
I’ve got no idea how it got here.
Like Stonehenge, and the Sun.
I took them, I took ‘em and I never felt better,
What about the time when you said I was a traitor?
I GAVE MY LAST ROLO TO YOU!!
Lay me down playing the clown coz I’m not mad!
All this roughed up sleeping and it’s time I tried to close my eyes,
Which now don’t half look like mine.
I’ve been up self seeking but its fine I try to close my eyes,
So I can see myself shine.