"Cabin Fever" as written by Martin Richard Gilks, Miles Stephen Hunt, Malcolm Roy Treece, Martin Bell and Paul Clifford....
While mom's and dad's are screaming over string beans.
It doesn't occur to them, they're sounding like two has-beens.
Political candidates are spitting kisses over babies
And Hollywood's still making heroes out of crazies.

Rewind, backdate, leave your weapons at the gate
Don't call me mate
I'll seal your fate
You work it out, but you're all too late.

Kick out the windows, damn place is like a hot house
This cabin fever's got me spinning like a lighthouse
There's nowhere to go but where you know.

Rewind, backdate, leave your weapons at the gate
Don't call me mate
I'll seal your fate
You work it out, and you're all too late.

I don't want to, I don't need to.
Give me something I'll agree to.
You're not funny, stuff your money.
I couldn't tell you all I've been through.

That's all it takes, don't unwind me.
Who's on the make? Get behind me!


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    General CommentFrom the album sleevenotes:

    "Three weeks of car radios and silent flights, claustraphobia in the biggest place I've ever stood. Paranoid? Fuck, Yeah!"
    Forevergreenon June 08, 2002   Link

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