Freakin' Out - Graham Coxon

Nothing to see nothing to hear

Nothing to be nothing to fear

Nothing to prove nothing to say

Nothing to loose nothing to gain

Nothing to feel nothing to hate

Nothing is real it’s all too light

What do you do when nothing’s wrong

Ain’t got a clue ain’t got no song

You are foaming at the mouth

You are mad without a doubt

Cos I’m really freaking out

And I’m going out of my mind

TV got me going blind

And I’m really freaking out

Hey man you think you got it made

Groovin' and you stink on your fender bass

Got on your aviators shades

Yeah man you’re looking really ace

So what the hell you’re doing here

Filling the space between my ears

Why don’t you all just disappear

With all your friends just way too dear

You are foaming at the mouth

You are mad without a doubt

Cos I’m really freaking out

And I’m going out of my mind

TV got me going blind

And I’m really freaking out

Nothing to see nothing to hear

Nothing to be nothing to fear

Nothing to prove nothing to say

Lala la la lala la lay

You are foaming at the mouth

You are mad without a doubt

Cos I’m really freaking out

And I’m going out of my mind

TV got me going blind

And I’m really freaking out