Bloody Annoying - Graham Coxon

God you’re getting on my wick

You’re so thick, getting sick and high

Gonna blow yourself away

Another day, always say it’s alright

Are you ever gonna say what’s on your mind?

Gonna get it all wrapped up tight tonight?

Then will you get out of my sight?

God I’ve heard all this before

It’s such a bore, what’s the score today?

It’s been going on too long

It’s so wrong, why prolong the pain?

Are you ever gonna say what’s on your mind?

Are we gonna get it wrapped up tight tonight?

You ain’t got all cylinders firing

You’re feeling loose and uninspiring

What we had is shriveling and dying now

What you say is rather revealing

It’s my energy that you’re stealing

You’re showing sociopathic leanings now

What I’m trying to say is

You’re bloody annoying

You’re bloody annoying

You’re bloody annoying

Let’s get it straight from now

You’re bloody annoying

You’re bloody annoying

You’re bloody annoying

Let’s get it straight from now

I know I’m sounding like a yock

I ain’t a slob, maybe a snob to you

So I’m getting out your way

To another day, when I can say the truth

Are you ever gonna say what’s on your mind?

Are you gonna get it wrapped up tight tonight?

Nah-ha-ha-ha-ho

You’re bloody annoying

You’re bloody annoying

You’re bloody annoying

When you won’t see my side

It’s bloody annoying

It’s bloody annoying

It’s bloody annoying

When you won’t see my side

It’s bloody annoying

It’s bloody annoying

It’s bloody annoying

When you won’t see my side

When you won’t see my side