Loving Someone

Yeah, yeah loving someone

Oh, oh, loving someone

Yeah, you should be loving someone

Oh, oh, loving someone

Yeah, you should be-

My heart is telling me the telly isn't telling me anything

I need, but it needs to keep selling me

Besides celebrities lacking in integrity

Holding up the status quo instead of showing the kids

That they matter, who are they gonna batter next?

Just keep holding their necks and keep selling them sex

It's better if we keep them perplexed

It's better if we make them want the opposite sex

Disenfranchised young criminal minds in a car park beside

Where your nan resides are not slow

They've just never been shown that you should be-

Loving someone

Oh, oh, loving someone

Yeah, you should be loving someone

Oh, oh, loving someone

Oh, oh

We're all human, we're just like you man

We're sentient or something or other I can't remember, whatever

We shouldn't have people afloat

If it were safer on the ground, we wouldn't be on a boat

Charlatan telepathy exploiting insecurity and praying on the purity

Of grief and its simplicity but I know that maybe I'm too skeptical

Even Guy Debord needed spectacles, you see

I'm the Greek economy of cashing intellectual cheques

And I'm trying to progress, but instead of selling sex

And I think I should be-

Loving someone

Oh, oh, loving someone

Yeah, you should be loving someone

Oh, oh, loving someone

Yeah, you should be loving someone

Oh, oh, loving someone

Yeah, you should be loving someone

Oh, oh, loving someone

Yeah, you should be

I am forever in alongside the boys in jumpers

On bikes from schools and cars

With autumn leaves falling sparse across the mid-afternoon

She blazed about how

Cultural language is an operating system

A simple interface rendered feeble and listless

When tested with divinity or a true understanding

Of the human condition

I never did understand, the duality of art and reality

Living life and treating it as such but with a certain disconnect

To touch that cajoles at the artist with comfort and abandon

And between the spires and rolling roofs of the white city

That orange, English light cast only one, singular shadow

For you are not beside but within me

Loving someone

Oh, oh, loving someone

Yeah, you should be loving someone

Oh, oh, loving someone

Yeah, you should be loving someone

Oh, oh, loving someone

Yeah, you should be loving someone

Oh, oh, loving someone

Oh, oh