Are We Feeling Comfortable Yet? - Guardian

Welcome, dear listener

Are you comfortable?

Put your feet up, close your eyes

Let your senses dull

Float like a beach ball

Wearing cordless phones

Let the tide take you groove

To the mellow tones

Groovy

Who switched the intro?

Ah, but I digress

Do you ever get that feeling

You’re not so fresh?

Do you hang out nights at the launderette

Dreaming of the cure for stubborn stains?

Wanna climb into the big machine?

Wonder how it feels getting really clean?

I know you know more than

What you’re coming clean for

God is skin on mohair

Just admit you itch there

Shift to the left, shift to the right

Fidget, lock knees, cough cough, fidget

Don’t scratch, don’t break out in a sweat

Are we feeling comfortable yet?

I know you know more than

What you’re coming clean for

God is skin on mohair

Just admit you itch there

Ever sweat bullets

At the sight of blood?

Ever drag a half ton cross

Through spit and mud?

Wouldn’t want to plan too far ahead

Wouldn’t want to dwell on what’s beyond

Pondering death is a dirty biz

Makes you wonder when your appointment is

Shift to the left, shift to the right

Fidget, lock knees, cough cough, fidget

Don’t scratch, don’t break out in a sweat

Are we feeling comfortable yet?

Loosen your tie, loosen your belt

Clear your throat, fidget, cough cough, fidget

Don’t scratch, don’t break out in a sweat

Are we feeling comfortable yet?

Fidget to the left, fidget to the right

Lock knees, fidget, cough cough, fidget

Don’t scratch, don’t break out in a sweat

Are we feeling comfortable yet?