Bush - Old lyrics

Feed your fame paranoid

Wash these hands for a change

One step close by the way

Spin around all way

Nothing left

Give it all away

Give it all away

Sell me up jacket-straight

Eat the ones left on my plate

So much sharp so I am smoto days

Doctor aint it good to live?

Spin around wrong way

Nothing left

Give it all away

Give it all away

Give it all away

Every day give yourself away

Coming on dark and that gives you away

Gives you away

Spin around all way

nothing left

Give it all away

Give it all away

Give it all away