Floreat Inertia Songtext / Lyric

I could be tugging on the beard of science

Like a cheeky schoolboy

But I couldn't be bothered

That's why I'm still in the box room

Face down in the last ditch

My natural home

I Can Do That

But I don't really want to



Oh, I used to cajole Gordon Giltrap

I used to think that it mattered

But the low drone of the treadmill

Is the sound of my hopes being shattered






I should be standing in a chaos of sunflowers

With a girl from Machynlleth

But I'm down at the Children's Zoo

Kicking off on the goats



Increasing doubt – decreasing hope

Even my imaginary friend went and changed his mind



Oh, I used to cajole Gordon Giltrap

I used to think that it mattered

But the low drone of the treadmill

Is the sound of my hopes being shattered



Oh, I turned my back on Nazareth

I used to think that it mattered

But the low drone of the treadmill

Is the sound of my hopes being shattered