If I had agoraphobia And if I had claustrophobia Trapped inside my porch Things would be bleak Especially midweek Your weird dreams Don't impress in any way In dreams Weird things are mundane and everyday Strange to me would be Buying a loaf And coming straight home Try and get your arse downtown next week I'm going to prove once and for all To the LTA hey-hey-hey That Tim and Greg are not golden boys They are in fact automatons I've seen the chips and wires And the circuit boards "The reservoirs are colder And deeper than you think" Well stop, wait a minute Mr Spokesman You don't know what I think Is your lake about (Hmm now let's see) A hundred miles deep And ninety below? And is it home to sharks? It's gonna end up With the storming of a brothel in Palermo Sniffer dogs in, fluorescent bibs I've seen the chips and wires I've seen the circuit boards I've seen the chips and wires I've seen the circuit boards This is me pleading for some civic pride Use it or lose it the park and ride Twin town said we just weren't cool So now we got a suicide pact with Goole I've seen the chips and wires I've seen the circuit boards I've seen the chips and wires I've seen the circuit boards