Lyrics Joyce Manor – Up The Punx

Once before a cold explorer
Sheet like pain of fleeting horror
So no-posh I’m not believing
Goes non stop before careening

Down the stairs and round the block I
Stepped into a china shoppe and
Turned my headlamp t’wards the ceiling
Can’t believe the feeling

Is there anybody out there
Is there anybody out there
This time?

Up the punx, I feel so freakish
All too real to deal with sequence
Broke-a-haontas orange eating
Talk like that now what who’s screaming

Is there anybody out there
Is there anybody out there
This time?
This time?