Hey, my swansong sounds like a remedynTake your bad medecine, you can't catch menNo you can't catch menLoad me upnSometimes it fits like I wanna see, but then these fits take a hold of menAnd that news sounds like a record but the record don't move mennIt's alright as long as it's black or whitenExcept when they're grey... OKnThat's not my favourite colourn(x2)nnHey, let's bake that ache like it's chemistrynKnow it you can shake it, but your handncan't touch what your eyes won't seenGive it upnJust scratch that itch or you let it benThat burned out bliss but it don't relieve that voicenThat howls for connectionnBut connection don't move mennIt's alright as long as it's black or whitenExcept when they're grey... OKnThat's not my favourite colourn(x2)