Is this for you that I wanna be
What do you miss about college
Don't get me started on that Brian Cox
No, don't get me started
No, don't get me started
No, please, please, don't get me started

Are you ruder or cruder to Omagh
Must be ruder and cruder to Dublin
But I haven't seen anything on Newsnight

What did I say that I know
That I bitten the sky I like to call my own
But what did you say about Nicky Wire
This is his truth, tell him yours

No this isn't him
No no thus isn't him
But he works up the galaxies

Is this for you that I want to see
I could turn into Brian Jones
But without the drowning and the biting
Is this for you that I need to see
I could turn into Brian Littrell
Even without the Backstreet Boys' toys

Are you leaving me
Are you leaving me
Are you leaving me
Are you leaving me

But are you leaving me with Matt Helders

It's an amazing thing that I've joined
What with the sweet bollocks over again
But with everything I've turned
But with everything I've known
Fair's fair, you can't have it
But with everything that we've known
You can't go directing traffic now
But my zeppelin is wanking in the back
But no

No, no, it isn't me
No, no, it isn't me
No, no, it isn't me
No, no it isn't me
But I work in the galaxy