Mace - Blur

Pedalling on a bicycle

Im on my way to make a call

I try to touch you

Through the double glazing

But the curtains were drawn

The family gone away

Who is to know

But now you dont

No-one can see

When they get mace in their eyes

Theyre papering the walls

And the windows

No light in here

In or out

The heatings on And Im feeling drowsy

I fall asleep

And dream of burning down the house

Im pedalling on a bicycle

Im on my way to make a call

The sun is out

And Im feeling drowsy

I fall asleep

And dream of burning down the house