Things

Well here's the evidence of human existence Displaying men magnets, in two damn boxes And I cannot find the name for them They hardly show that I have lived And the dust, it settles on these things Displays my age again Like a new skin made from old skin That had barely been lifted I didn't need these things I didn't need them, oh Pointless artifacts A mediocre past So I shed my clothes, I shed my flesh Down to the bone and burned the rest I didn't need these things I didn't need them, oh Took them all to bits, turned 'em outside in And I left them on the floor and ran for dear life through the door, oh Useless objects, a gathered a storm of shit Put them in a silent shed, threw out your life's supplies When all you need's a coffin and your Sunday best To smarten up the end And at the front gate, what a reward awaits One pint of love from the holy ghost An eternity of suffering in the company of all those Christian men I didn't need these things I didn't need them, oh Pointless artifacts Of a mediocre past So I shed my clothes, I shed my flesh Down to the bone and burned the rest I didn't need these things I didn't need them, oh Took them all to bits, turned 'em outside in And I left them on the floor and ran for dear life through the door, oh Never need these things I'll never need them, oh This is you and me, you're my human heat And the things are only things And the nothing brings me like you bring me oh Never need these things I'll never need them, oh Never going back, so we can drop the past And we'll leave it on the floor and run for dear life through the door, oh --- Things - Frightened Rabbit