Goldfish and Paracetamol — текст песни (Cantatonia)

A dead loss, no songs
No fun just glum
Lying next to someone

So don`t mention the war
Don`t question where we stand
Know where we fall

North, south, east, where`s best?
If head left
It turns out directionless

And needlepoint aside
I always find
Embroidery leaves me blind

Cause I`m too weary to rest
Since I noticed - coming second best is close to ideal

What fools boredom breeds
So much to do
So many goldfish to feed

And paracetamol
I`ll take them all
They line my stomach wall

Cause I`m too weary to rest
Since I noticed - coming second best is close to ideal

With customary thirst
I search a water glass
But gin hits first

Oh don`t believe the hype
Expectancy
Will always spoil a party

It`s tourniquet by crochet
My waters break
Don`t drive for pity`s sake

Cause I`m too weary to rest
Since I noticed - coming second best is close to ideal