[Verse 1]

This is the end

Ten out of ten

An exploration of a clucking hen

Tonight was tight

But we aren’t friends

Yeah, I suppose it’s melodrama

It’s how I feel and you can tell that to them

[Verse 2]

"Say hi to me from sobriety"

She says

I’m spinning out, unravelling

I’m the boss boy racer

And the audiobook’s Lauda

This could be Rodin to Italy

Just do something with me

[Chorus]

We’ve been struggling for miles

Where are my memetic flowers?

I’ve got beef with a monkey account

And now

Can I make you proud?

Crying out

[Verse 3]

Sound the genie alarm

Give it clean, give me crisp, we need calm

Ban the bubblegum champ

I’ve got half a mind to set fire to the bar

I’ve got a big fat house

And I know exactly what I’m gonna do with it

[Verse 4]

I waited three years to drive

And in a second our ride

Could be engorged from boot to bumper

Spilling too much

And just like us

God stopped at the Humber

I know if it’s real

I wanna know if it cares anymore

[Chorus]

We’ve been spinning for miles

Crushed my memetic flowers

I’ve got beef with a monkey account

Can I make you proud?

Stood, crying out loud

Oh, what a night to be found

And what a night to be

John Superman

[Bridge]

And we burn down the motorway

A wild rocket couldn’t stop it

We’re going back to Spain

Yeah, this is a "we could be a film" kinda thing

The big screen adaptation that you just won’t ring

And I hear you’re gonna quit for the band

But you can’t hold it together without it holding your hand

But please, for me, don’t cry

I made it all the way up here to the microphone, didn’t I?

I’ve done it now

[Outro]

Until I get it right

Until I get it right

Write a song, write a song, write a song

To drive to

Write a song, write a song, write a song

To drive to

Write a song, write a song, write a song

To drive to

Write a song, write a song

Write a song, write a song

To drive to

Write a song, write a song, write a song