Accumulates - David Gray

Well it grips, and its grins

It’s convulsing, it gyrates

And it whispers, from the winds

Lovingly insinuates

Emphasising your least likeable traits

Baby it accumulates

Baby it accumulates

In the depots, in the silo’s

On the pellets, in the crates

Down the aisles, breathed in smiles

In great mountains, on our plates

Like the love of God, it enters you

In all kinds of morphis states

Baby it accumulates

Baby it accumulates

Mindless need is,

In our homes and down our streets

Singing like some mythic creature

Of great Edens, through the gates

And you can have better suction

Even want and destruction

And all of this add very, compare and it rates

Baby it accumulates

Baby it accumulates

Baby it accumulates

Looking down from the high rise

Staring back with your own eyes

Playing games with the numbers

Messing round with the dates

Altering its positions

Muttering sweet propositions

Understand its to get ya between the sheets

And you might start out kicking and screaming

Pretty soon your gonna wind up sucking all it takes

Cause baby it accumulates

Baby it accumulates

Yeah baby it accumulates