Lyrics
- American Mud
- Business As Usual
- Good Morning Midnight
- Hard Candy
- Rolling In The Muck
- Sat On My Hands
- Slipping
- Stones In My Shoes
- Sway
- Ten Past Ten
- Times Long Past
- Wax On The Melt
- When The Morning Comes
- Sat On My Hands -
This daytime TV is like some kind of disease
That’s getting the better of me
I’m gathering dust
And can’t quit the things that I must
And you sit on top of the list
We’ve been through this now
A thousand times
And don’t you know
How it shows
In your eyes
The moves you pull they don’t disguise
Still you try
And I’m sat on my hands
As I’m waiting for you to come down
When you finally move
Won’t you leave via the back door
And don’t come knocking for more
Keep dragging your feet
Down the cracked and gutted streets
And the alleys that stink in the heat
We’ve been through this now
A thousand times
And don’t you know
How it shows
In your eyes
The moves you pull they don’t disguise
Still you try
And I’m sat on my hands
As I’m waiting for you to come down and land