[Verse 1: Cosmo Pyke] I just met Fraser Leaving at 11 And the bus gets later Sussing out ways to make money, make paper Brutal honesty makes a great man greater Laying off the skunk I smell cheese Who's got a grater? Can't get out of bed Real talks I gotta wake up Forced to stalk Cause' of lies that I made up That's why I'm stuck smoking lies when my day's rough That's why you gotta deconstruct before you make stuff Or lose yourself before you find it 24 hours so tired can't lift a eyelid Caught in the talons of talent That's why they like this Caught in the talons of talent That's why they, time and time again Sipping a Heineken Looking at [?] again Looking at how to fly George and Lenny and Mice and Men Like George D'Zenny and [?]