your alarm bells, your alarm bells

it should be ringing, it should ringing.
yo look here what I'm doing, quoting Radiohead for you, England.
my throat has gone sore after thousands of "Come On England"! so start playing some soccer lads!
how much longer should we wait, should we hang on to those fringes of nerves, that we don't have much left?

the fever is still on, cos my team's still hanging in there.

so what's new?
the weather is weird. it makes me feel stale, like in the middle of the ocean, with no winds and no waves.
imagine that!

other than that, i think everything is sorta like ok. the police scare was fun though, though i was really worried.

COME ON ENGLAND!!!