Text: Oceansize. Effloresce. Massive Bereavement.

Billy's worries take control
All at once needing seething teething
Take one more

He is growing

And we were searching for a truth that was there all along
All those knowing little seeds would be the words to this song
That righteous indignation dollar turning you on
Turn off the television turn off the television
All at once needing seething teething
Take one more

He is growing as god looks on
He is growing, god looks on, god looks on

What a way to go I'm still running for that bus that we missed years ago
A perfect antidote more connections made it's inevitable
That he was reaching out to touch me he was reaching out to touch me he was
He was reaching out to touch me
He was reaching out to touch me
He was reaching out

He's not joking joking joking

Indelible an ever-changing colour you winner man
He's invincible and screaming at the world that you're wrong you're so wrong
And I was reaching out to touch him I was reaching out to touch him I was
I was reaching out to touch him
I was reaching out to touch him
I was reaching out

I'm not joking joking joking
Is this not what you expected
Is this not what you expected
Is this not what you expected
Is this not what you expected
Ah ah ah ah