Tangled Up In Headphone Lead Hot rubber bleeds Out of your Nikes and onto the shop floor Now walk like a claw I draw air on napkins You dribble down bright lit aisles Scratching at your smile And run your thumb along the rims of tins You use your hands like pins I watch, drinking coffee "What music do you like?" "I like anything that's good" (Can I ask you a question? Why me... Why?) Filling up your boot Your trolley sighs as you make your goodbyes You climb in your seat And touch the steering wheel And I wonder how you feel I struggle with complex food What music do you like? I like anything that's good From the carpark you see the sea The polythene sea From the carpark you see the sea, oh The polythene sea From the carpark you see the sea The polythene sea From the carpark you see the sea Oh, the polythene sea Ah ah ah-ah-ah Ah ah ah-ah-ah Ooooh oo-oo-auhh Ooh auh, ah ahh ah nah, nah ah