Yep, That's About Right

"this is our music from a bachelors den

the sound of loneliness turned up to ten

a horror soundtrack from a stagnant waterbed

and it sounds just like this

this is the sound of someone losing the plot

making out that they're okay when they're not

you're gonna like it but not a lot

and the chorus goes like this

oh Baby, here comes the fear again

the end is near again

a monkey's built a house on your back

you can't get anyone to come in the sack

and here comes another panic attack

oh, here we go again

so now you know the words to our song

pretty soon you'll all be singing along

when you're sad, when you're lonely & it all turns out wrong

when you've got the fear

and when you're no longer searching for the beauty of love-

just some kind of life with the edges taken off

when you can't even define what it

is that you're frightened of

this song will be here"

"The Fear" Pulp