Have a look in the fridge
And see what he's got

Get in the bath
And I'll tell you the lot

We're grown men, we should be respectable
But to fuck with that, let's make a spectacle

Keep climbing
You'll see everything

Twice round the block
It's OK; say anything

We hide in toilets
We hide in a corner

But it's not over yet
So someone please warn her

I could try anything when I feel like this
With part-time friends that I could never miss

Spill the gossip, you know it's always topical
From where we sit tonight the city's tropical
Works begun
The taxi's late

I should feel like a hippie
But all I feel is hate

Let them say what they want, they could never make it stick
'Cause everyone takes a turn at being a dick