Lyrics by Nicky Wire music by James Dean Bradfield and Sean Moore. . My bedroom wall recalls what's in my head. A collage constructed and constantly fed. Goya mixes Picasso but it's hardly Spain. Look through the window pissing down with rain. Lovely labradors outnumber musicians. Bonnie and Clyde have made their good intentions. Pity poor Payne Stewart in a death bubble. But what a swing and so much bottle. So I convalesce and I ease the stress. Cos DNA means does not accept. So I convalesce and I ease the stress. Cos DNA means does not accept. Kleenex kitchen towels and teletext TV. My favourite inventions of the twentieth century. Haile Gebrselassie looks so sweet and young. Eyes quickly shift to Jack Kevorkian. Uneven and tidal all with exit policies. Followed by anti-ballistic migraines. And Brian Warner has a tasty little ass. Scared of cash machines and the Mardi Gras. So I convalesce and I ease the stress. Cos DNA means does not accept. So I convalesce and I ease the stress. Cos DNA means does not accept. Alberto Juanterino unique in his field. These are the things that that make you feel. Klaus Kinski with love off Werner Herzog. Scream until the war is over. Scream until the war is over. Srebrenica cousin of Treblinka. Scream until the war is over. War is over. And Dante's Inferno slides into dismorphia. So scream until the war is over. So I convalesce and I ease the stress. Cos DNA means does not accept. So I rehabilitate and get my body straight.