The day was sicky yellow 
 The night was so untight 
 The cows go moo moo moo 
 Is everything alright? 

 Baby digit at my face 
 Who's the man with the smile, mum? 
 Do you like it like that? 
 I'm just a peasant in the Big [bad word] 

 I'm going real slow 
 But if the light ain't real 
 Then there can't be a hole 
 Not even some red 

 Do you like it like that? 
 Do you like it like that? 
 You're not real, oh no, you're not 
 You're not real, oh no, you're not 
 You're not real, oh no, you're not 
 You're not real, oh no, you're not 

 There be a strange garlic here 
 The room is full of fear 
 With empty wavelength touch 
 [bad word] in [bad word] 
 [bad word] in [bad word] 
 [bad word] in [bad word] 
 [bad word] in [bad word] 

 Do you like it like that? 
 Do you like it like that? 
 Do you like it like that? 
 Do you like it like that? 

 I'm just a peasant in the big [bad word]