Lyrics

Someday we'll get eaten by a rat with giant teeth And we'll die die die exactly where we want to be They'll dig us up in a thousand years, those teeth still in our bones You'll find us lying in your beds we'll invade your homes We're sick of modern art We're sick sick sick of modern art Famous photo image broken television set Car crash cat crash company Armchair maniac Frantic frantic raving mad Fool out on the hill Car crash company/erotic photo still