When His 'n' Hers
has taken told
and your sweatshirts match
oh, you'd better
oh, you'd better buy Bold
You're two of a kind
and your pets look the same
Yeah, you're parading the aisles on a Sunday baby
Can you remember your name?
And the figurines have taken over the house
And it's a hell of a mess
And the pictures won't hang straight anymore
And they understand that you've given your best
And it looks like it's curtains for you
Just as long as they match with the chairs and the sofa
Colour-coordinated for two, yeah
Ooh, ooh, yeah, I'm frightened
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it frightens me
The way I feel about you
The way I feel when I'm without you
Ooh, ooh, yeah, I'm frightened
Ooh, ooh, yeah, it frightens me
The way I feel about you
The way I feel when I'm without you
I cut your head off 'cos I've always loved your mind
I took your clothes off just to see what I could find
You never told me when to stop
Now I can't control myself
Christ, to think I gave you all my heart
and you put it on the shelf
Ooh, ooh, yeah, I'm frightened
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it frightens me
The way I feel about you
The way I feel when I'm without you
Ooh, ooh, yeah, I'm frightened
Ooh, ooh, yeah, it frightens me
The way I feel about you
The way I feel when I'm without you
Frightened of wall coverings
Frightened of chest freezers
Frightened of endowment plans
Frightened of valances
Frightened of fitted sheets
Frightened of James Dean posters
Frightened of storage jars
Frightened... frightened of clip frames
Frightened of 26 inch screens
Frightened of... frightened... frightened of... video... search mode... microwave... dralon-upholstery...
Aha! This is like a Frankenstein that combines "His 'n' Hers" (the song) and "The Fear" (from "This is Hardcore"). I was obsessed with the horror of domesticity at the time - I think the fact that we rehearsed in a pottery warehouse stuffed to the gills with trinkets and figurines had something to do with it. (Very collectable now, of course).