The Fall - GRAMME FRIDAY lyrics

The people I like live

in kitchens and halls.

I can't reach a decision on this.

Can I come back to you on this?

Hitler lost his nerve on it.

Dr. Morale prescribed it well

It's [spastics].

I am Robertson Spiel

and this is my Gramme Friday.

Skin drops slow to the bones

But I've got my hunger anyway.

I'm on Gramme Friday.

Work and eat spontaneous

Enter the house of weariness.

It's spastics.

Look out

Look down

Look out

Look now

The hunger....

Friday .