Nothing upsets me more than when people disagree with my taste in music. You guys have clearly penetrated to the very lowest depth of my psyche. Without you, NAB, and without you, Comrade, I never would have realized that music is subjective and I shouldn't concern myself with what others think. I'm glad we've all learned a valuable lesson.
This is a time for rejoicing in our collective improvement. Here, hold my hand, let's go down this melancholy road together:
Being the first in the Irish Sea
I got a message I can't read
Another message I can't read
Being the first in the Irish Sea
I got a message I can't read
Another message I can't read
I'm on your side
Nowhere to hide
Trapdoors that open
I spiral down
You're living in a fantasy
You're living in a fantasy
I'm lost at sea
Don't bother me
I've lost my way
I've lost my way
You're living in a fantasy
You're living in a fantasy
You're living in a fantasy
This beautiful world
Being the first in the Irish Sea
I got a message I can't read
Another message I can't read