Lyrics: Get Out More

Have you ever thought a thought that's even vaguely new?
Have you ever said something that's come from within you?
Are your words what you have heard from someone else instead
Or is there life behind your eyes, are you already dead?
You've never looked more beautiful than now, and you never will again. So, I've got a tip and I'm going to give you it - GET OUT MORE.

Iron-on opinions of religion and the state
Because radical's reliable when your surrounded by your mates
Your thoughts won't make a book, maybe a pamphlet seldom read
You'll sneer at sense of humour because it's something you don't get
You've never looked more beautiful than now, and you never will again. So, I've got a tip and I'm going to give you it - GET OUT MORE

Your poetry's as blank as the expression on your face
When face with facts pertaining to ideas like manners, wit and taste
Like toddlers trying to look grown-up, with comedic effect
You impersonate intelligence, but you're already dead.