Lyrics:
Talking to myself
I couldn't help it make sense
Talking to myself
And all my secret friends
Save it for yourself
Spare us from your brilliant takes
Save it for yourself
And all your secret friends
I wake up at night, dreaming of ancient
Battles at dawn, good old Alexander
Talks through the phone, he just asked for
Airborne support
I'm startled again by the sound of axes
Genghis the Bold has taken on to
Similar quests, I ought to speak
With Damage Control
Do us a favour and shut your goddamn mouth
You ain't a wreck, you just have to keep it quiet
And join the Colony
Talking to myself
I couldn't help it make sense
Talking to myself
And all my secret friends
Save it for yourself
Spare us from your sappiness
Save it for yourself
And all your stupid friends
I open my eyes to the sight of angels
Fistfighting tanks, looking for strength from
Peter the Tall who won't even come
To answer the door
Bury the dead, the truth, the papers
Cry Vive La France, take him to Pilate
Jump on the roof and try not to get
Arrested too soon
Do us a favour and shut your goddamn mouth
Do us a favour and ban yourself from speaking out loud
Do us a favour, it's only happening to all of us
You ain't a drag, you just have to keep it quiet
And join the Colony