Graham Coxon

Livin' with your battered head in a can
Hearing all the voices of a mean old man
All of this aggression knocking in your door
Gonna nail your body to the bathroom floor
Dyin' in a river of your teenage plan
Givin' all your beauty to the yeah yeah man
Tell you what you want are the things you need no more
Gonna show you what your brains are really for
Even though you're pretty
You're looking pretty shitty
Even though you're pretty
You're looking pretty shitty
You're lying and you're dying and you scream and shout
But you can never seem to get the sickness out
The madness and the sadness and the suicide
Brickin' up the places where you run and hide
You're smelling and you're selling your last pair of shoes
To keep inside the madness of a glass of booze
All of this aggression gonna kill you dead
You built yourself a coffin out of your own bed
Even though you're pretty
You're looking pretty shitty
Even though you're pretty
You're looking pretty shitty
Why don't you do what you're told to?
Even though you're pretty
You're looking pretty shitty
Even though you're pretty
You're looking pretty shitty
Why don't you do what you're told to?
Livin' with your battered head in a can
Hearing all the voices of a mean old man
All of this aggression knocking at your door
Gonna nail your body to the bathroom floor
Even though you're pretty
You're looking pretty shitty
Even though you're pretty
You're looking pretty shitty
Why don't you do what you're told to?