Batten up the hatches Here come the cold I can feel it creeping It's making me old You give me so much love that it blows my brains out You need something better then Bacon and eggs The creeking in the walls and The banging on the bed You give me so love that it blows my brains out Summer rain, Dripping down your face again Summer rain, Praying someone feels the same Take the pain k**er Cycle on your bicycle Leave all this misery beghind... My love, Givin' me head Feeling very guilty breaking the bread Losing my attention I'm taking the world on... So batten up the hatches Here comes the cold I can feel it creeping it's making me old You give me so much love that it blows my brains out