Tanking out at quarter to four Tina's on the candy-canes says she doesn't drink anymore Spanking out at quarter past four You've got to take some time out of your life, are you sure? I watch the trash bake I stare into space I see nothing I fell on my face I felt nothing Times the kind of thing we erase Aaron's got rare boots again says he's gonna kick through the walls Times the kind of thing we chase until we run out Face it you're a mess you're a waste I watch the trash bake I stare into space I see nothing I fell on my face I felt nothing I keep hearing voices calling my name I keep hearing voices calling my name Sproatley's about ten miles away mate But Teddy's got a Corsa and of course he'll stop for beers on the way Jennie lives of glycerine paste because she says it's low in calories, likes the taste I watch the trash bake I stare into space I see nothing I fell on my face I felt nothing I keep hearing voices calling my name I keep hearing voices calling my name I keep hearing voices calling my name I keep hearing voices calling my name Has my luck come in? Or has it stopped? They sent a crate of cigarettes To the North There's a quiet man Inside everyone They sent a crate of cigarettes To the North I keep hearing voices calling my name I keep hearing voices calling my name I keep hearing voices calling my name I keep hearing voices calling my name What's my name?