doctashock

Can't get the stink off
it's been hanging round for days
Comes like a comet
Circles you and not your friends

One day I'll get to you
And teach you how to be a Holy Cow

You do it to yourself, you do
and that's what really hurts
You do it to yourself, just you
You and no one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself

Don't get much sympathy
Hanging out the fifteenth floor
You changed the locks three times
It still comes reeling through the door

One day I'll get to you
And teach you how to get this purest hell

You do it to yourself you do
and that's what really hurts,
you do it to yourself, just you
You and no one else
You do it to yourself
you do it to yourself

Off to see Radiohead. Right now nothing else matters too much.