Transport, motorways and tramlines starting and then stopping,
taking off and landing, the emptiest of feelings
Disappointed people clinging on to bottles
And when it comes it's so so disappointing
Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around
Shell smashed, juices flowing
Wings twitch, legs are going
Don't get sentimental, tt always ends up drivel
One day I'm going to grow wings
A chemical reaction, hysterical and useless
Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around
