The Fall - 2x4 lyrics

I'm talkin' I'm talkin' I'm talkin' to myself more Needle, fetal Someone's pouring warm gravy all over me And you see that synthetic therapy Don't you know it seems to be so unappealing But, oh what a feeling But I wish that you would stop spitting when you're talking to me And inside, air dry I might want to go another way But you see now I'm too pale to get out Into the lovely light of day Oh, I'll do anything that you say Oh, I'll do anything that you say But I wish you would stop spitting when you're talking to me I'm talkin' to myself more One by one Man to man Stand to stand Two by four Talkin' to myself