Hugh Cornwell - Wired Lyrics

Wired antisocial beast

Wired not put out in the least

Someone's got up my nose

Bothering me who knows

The whys and the wherefores

Speaking in semaphores

Wired everything moves in slow motion

Wired some sort of a computer

The tapes running backwards

Keep up your step on the moving pavement

So what are you on? x4

An escalator taking you underground

That's what it is it is

That's what it is it is it is