Lyrics:

A morbid fascination with all things inextreme
Municipal thought has bothered on, it seems
It's early in the morning, I've given up on sleep
I'm in need of attention, but all I hear is my?heartbeat
What?a?shame, what a?shame, what a?terrible shame
A terminal standard has left us the same
'I need someone who's here', she said, 'and you're never here'
Staying one step ahead
The inner city flora, that grows around my feet
I never really noticed if conversion is complete
I'm in perpetual fear of being swallowed whole
They're pushed up in the suburbs in the stomach of a whale
A beached whale
What a shame, what a shame, what a terrible shame
A terminal standard has left us the same
'I need someone who's here', she said, 'and you're never here'
Staying one step ahead
Staying one step ahead
Domestic desperations begin to stare at me
I bought it for displaying some respectability
Pictures of the present are the pictures of the past
They put me in a room and watch me behind the plate glass
What a shame, what a shame, what a terrible shame
A terminal standard has left us the same
'I need someone who's here', she said, 'and you're never here'
Staying one step ahead
What a shame, what a shame, what a terrible shame
A terminal standard has left us the same
'I need someone who's here', she said, 'and you're never here'
Staying one step ahead
Ahead, ahead, ahead
Ahead
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