Not So Manic Now - Dubstar

The wind’s whistling

My mind’s twisting

I was making myself the usual cup of tea

When the doorbell strangely rang

Because I’ve been up here for a while

I’m starting to feel the monotony of the tower block

I’m not so manic now

I can uphold the weight of those neighbours

And she’s lifting and throwing to the wall

The post-natal harmonies of youth

When this younger man, twenty-five

Advantageously took away her pride

The wind’s whistling

My mind’s twisting

I was making myself the usual cup of tea

When the doorbell strangely rang

I staggered shaking slowly to the door

Through the frosted panel I could see you

Your intentions as a salesman truly cush

You endeavoured as a psycho just to push

And whilst lifting and throwing to the wall

My puny structure of an ageing OAP

No reason why you chose my flat

Breathing deeply in a trance

The wind’s whistling

My mind’s twisting

I was making myself the usual cup of tea

When the doorbell strangely rang

I’m not so manic now (not so manic now)

I’m not so manic now (not so manic now)

I’m not so manic now (not so manic now)

I’m not so manic now (not so manic now)

Because I’ve been up here for a while

I’m starting to feel the monotony of the tower block

I’m not so manic now

I can uphold the weight of those neighbours

And she’s lifting and throwing to the wall

The post-natal harmonies of youth

When this younger man, twenty-five

Advantageously took away her pride

I’m not so manic now

I’m not so manic now

I’m not so manic now

I’m not so manic now

Not so manic now

I’m not so manic now

I’m not so manic now

Not so manic now

I’m not so manic now

I’m not so manic now

Not so manic now

I’m not so manic now

I’m not so manic now

Not so manic now