Spastica lyrics

Artist  : Elastica 
Song : Spastica
 
A morbid fascination with all things in extremes
A limited sport will leave its spot on me
Early in the morning, I've given up on sleep
I'm in the attention, but all I hear is my heart
beat
 His spastic aspirations will make a man of me
Brought him for his playing, such sensitivity
Monsters of the present are the monsters of the
past
Took a look in your lyric book, your head's right
your arse
 It's unbelievable, the way you got it all, it
seems improbable
 The inner city fauna is crying round your feet
I never really noticed how your eyebrows seemed
to meet
In perpetual fear of being swallowed whole
Beached in the suburbs in the body of a whale