You feel the knife
Stuck in your back
You feel it twist and
You hear it crack
Can't make a sound for
The sudden pain
You wish your blood
Were novocaine
You see the smoke and
You feel the flak
You're burning up and
You're turning black
They say you fell and
You hit your head
Your other bun is whitenbread
Vicious rumours paranoic fears
Sonic boomers ringing in your ears
All of this is getting normal now
You'll never go back to
Your farming plough
Vicious rumours
You're right at home back
At William's flat
You heard a sound you
Turned and shot your cat
Your hands are shaking
Everybody sees
And there's a rhythm
Drumming in your knees
You return into a foreign night
Inside you know something
Is just not right
Sometimes you duck
When you see your pet
Canary turned into a sabre jet
Shocked consumer
You're just an average guy
Swelling tumor pushing on your eye
And now you know why
All the headaches come
And why you're getting
Progressively numb
Vicious rumours
I've been denied debriefed detuned
Sometimes I how l right at the moon
My family treats me gradually
They know my volatility
Vicious rumours paranoic fears
Sonic boomers ringing in your ears
And now I know why
All the headaches come
And why you're getting
Progressively numb
Vicious rumours
Who do you think we are
Who do you think we are
Who do you think we are
Who do you think we are
Who do you think we are
We don't care