[Verse 1 - Aiden Whalley] Simple glaring, boredom contorts them Nimble, staring, work flow reported Chat grows, swearing small talk supported Brags low, lurking, gags go retorted [Verse 2 - Aiden Whalley] Egg rolls, vary, from ailing to nauseous Claire blows, fairly, bites though, be cautious Ben shows Becky his bollocks, it's raucous Day gets leary, let's wail the chorus [Chorus - Aiden Whalley] Count the hours through the motions Stood confounded, this is soulless Quite profound, just in small doses You've amounted to the grown-ups [Outro - Tilly]