Chorus: Before I'm nothing and done ( fore = 4 / nothing = 0) Before I'm nought and one ( 0 / 1 =4001) I'll take the air out the lung take the fire out the sun.
Verse: Aping the Bristol sound, Sound like a pistol round, Sound like a piston churning, What kind of curve am I learning, Push, push squares up a hill, A mushroom I grow larger still, Careful not to fall and spill, Serial thrills from Prodigy kill,
I know no medicine for this ill, No better than sheer force of will, Drunk on drink and drinking this sound, My dog dreams of a day it drowned, I dream of the day my feet touch ground, I've never known if I'm lost or found, Need sweet sugar, Need sweet honey, Need my dreamcoat, Need my money.