Riding the drones of a low low hum Cutting the phone as the lights start fading This is no more than a prison cell She's in here and she's not well Heart and soul all leaked from a broken shell Counting the stacks of unopened mail Biting the floor as the room starts spinning She couldn't take this anymore Drunk her fears into the bathroom floor Heart and soul escaped from an open door She wakes up, she calls in sick with a hangover She hangs up and bites her lip with a moment of doubt The silence surrounds this liberated girl The greatest ever feeling in the world Taking the time for an acid test Recording the moment of realisation Maybe it's time for a big new space This could work in a different place Heart and soul returns to her pretty face She wakes up, she calls in sick with a hangover She hangs up and bites her lip with a moment of doubt The silence surrounds this liberated girl The greatest ever feeling in the world