Listening Video (MV)

I'm listening
I'm listening to the language
I'm listening to you
I said I'm listening
I stopped watching
I stopped

Without facts there is no truth
But our vanity is absolute
And I can't predict how I'll react
To you

(Rotting teeth in the horse's mouth. The rats have left, they're flying south. White sand beaches, banker's holiday. With their wives at home, the dogs will stray.)

I'm thinking
I'm thinking about the government
I'm thinking of you
I said I'm thinking
I stopped doubting
I stopped

Without truth there is no sense
My sympathies are relative
Context shapes how we will feel
About this

I'm looking
I'm looking at the tactics
I'm looking for you
I said I'm looking
I stopped waiting
I stopped

Laughing
I'm laughing at the chaos
I'm laughing at you
I said I'm laughing
I stopped crying
I stopped

(Rotting teeth in the horse's mouth. The rats have left.)

But I'm not a rat, never
And I'm not in my grave, I hope
But I'm not a rat, oh no
And I'm not a spy, I swear
No I'm not a rube, I hope
I'm not a spy, no no

(The rats have left.)