If you, if you rub your eyes
Don't be surprised
Don't be afraid
I'm sure I'm not being rude
We're just better than you
While you still point at cars
We're leaving you behind

Someone, someone has a bee...
a bee in their bonnet
About a flyin' beer in a can
& where it's gonna land
Couldn't wait to make a fuss
But who followed the wrong bus?

& with your webbed feet
You'd suit a much deeper gene pool
Why do you have that extra finger?
Never look beyond your sister
Do you have to, do you have to,
Do you have to with your sister?

The World thinks the worst of you
You're like yeast in Mother's Pride
You only rise, you're in bread

If you, if you could get by
Trying not to cry
These play-off semi's you lose
Don't you wish you were a blue?
Cos you always really knew
That we'll always better you

& with your webbed feet
You'd suit a much deeper gene pool
Why do you have that extra finger?
Never look beyond your sister
Do you have to, do you have to,
Do you have to with your sister?

& with your webbed feet
You'd suit a much deeper gene pool
Why do you have that extra finger?
Never look beyond your sister
Do you have to, do you have to,
Do you have to with your sister?

You'd suit a much deeper gene pool
Why do you have that extra finger?
Never look beyond your sister
Do you have to, do you have to,
Do you have to with your sister?