Bell X1 - A Better Band lyrics

Is this room getting smaller or
Is it just me? I pace myself, brace myself
Trying not to breath
Oh, these walls are closing in on
Me like the Death Star bin
Oh, that'll learn me
That'll squeeze out all the sin

This world is bearing down on
Me like a fish-eye lens
And when it comes down to it
Do I have any real friends?
How long were those monkeys typing
To make all Billy's work?
I've some way to go yet
I'll finish this one first
Something's gotta give
I'm a failing restaurant
All expectant and sad
With one eye on the door
Playing cards out the back
I'm love me, love me, love me
I'm a small bit of a prick
I got the meat sweats from this realpolitik

Sometimes I can see you shining in the night
There's Polly and Gillian and your
Man in the big suit
Spitting out confetti that wallops
With a kiss and I'm left thinking

I wanna be a better band
I wanna be a better band
This is it, what are you crying for?
This is it, were you expecting more?
This is it, what are you crying for?
This is it, were you expecting more?

I wanna be a better band
This is it, what are you crying for?
This is it, were you expecting more?
This is it, what are you crying for?
This is it, were you expecting more?

I wanna be a better band
I wanna be a better band, oh
I wanna be a better band
I wanna be a better band, oh
And shoot fire from my hands
Fire from my hands shoot fire from my hands