It's half past nine, I have some wine    It's raining and feet wet   I lay here, I'm colder now   I meet them in a group, we ape my talk   There's things I long to do   But sometimes you need a clue   Let's get some glue      Darkened sky, it's raining still   Standin' in a brick enclosure, drinking wine   I feel wet from nights before   The rain floods through the door   I gave up glue      When I got home I said, "I'm ill, I'm going to bed,   There's got to be more than this"   I found out there is