Grandad George said the heroes are the ones that run away,nBut I wear no medals as I'm sprawled in a toilet on my birthday.nWelcome to my circuitboard city of yellow and black,nWe all score WD40 so our hearts don't cracknI must admit I need a speed-bump to slow down my higher brain.nnHave a dance, have a drinknSuppress it back, ruin everythingnHave a dance, have a drinknSuppress it back, ruin everything tonightnLet's ruin everything tonightnnI've got a note (i've got a note) from my doctor,nSo please release me from you're rat-race melodrama.nI'll throw a spanner in the worksnI want more chaos to this ordernI'll throw a spanner in the worksnI want more chaos to this ordernnHave a dance, have a drinknSuppress it back, ruin everythingnHave a dance, have a drinknSuppress it back, ruin everythingnHave a dance, have a drinknSuppress it back, ruin everythingnHave a dance, have a drinknSuppress it back, ruin everything tonightnLets ruin everything tonightnnI can't wait to wallow in self-pitynin my circuitboard city tonightnI can't wait to wallow in self-pitynin my circuitboard city tonightnI can't wait to wallow in self-pitynin my circuit board city tonightnI can't wait to wallow in self-pitynin my circuit board city tonight