Well we`re a mile under the ground
And I`m thinking that it`s Christmas
And I`m kissing you hard
Like I`ve got very important business
And no-one knows
And no-one sees us
Because they`re drinking their selves senseless
And I`m writhing
And I`m writhing
And I`m writhing in the snakepit
Well I`m out in a car
And it`s just full of stupid girls
And I`ve forgotten how to speak
And I just can`t remember a word
And my eyes feel like they`re bursting
And they`re splitting like plums
And I`m writhing
And I`m writhing
And I`m writhing in the snake pit
