[Verse 1]
Enter the creaking house
Isolated from life
A warm home for the mice
And an abandoned boy

His only friends were mice
A life without much light
Cut off from the world
A motionless full stop

An exciting stare-off with the dark
Oh, but how he dreams of dreams
Of what other things are out there
Bustling sounds beyond the walls

[Chorus 1]
He's got space and he's got time
In the sockets where his eyes should be
It's a strange tragedy
A genetic abnormality

He's got space and he's got time
In the sockets where his eyes should be
It's a strange tragedy
A genetic abnormality
[Verse 2]
Having been given eyes
By his mousy friends
He went out to the world
To see the sights and scenes

Returning to his home
With a newly acquired
Pessimistic view
He says he'd rather be blind
Than to see this awful little world
Filled with horrid creatures
A marathon of life and death
Spiraling pikes of black and grey

[Chorus 2]
The world is grey, the world is dead
The world is full of grime and filth
It’s a sight worse than hell
It’s a nightmare coming true!

The world is grey, the world is dead
The world is full of grime and filth
It’s a sight worse than hell
It’s a nightmare coming true!
[Bridge]
His gratitude was sparse and dry
Not a word of thank you to the mice
Spiteful the mice crawled up his face
And with their claws they scratched out his eyes
Off his silly head!

[Chorus 1]
He’s got space and he’s got time
In the sockets where his eyes should be
It’s a strange tragedy, a genetic anomality

He’s got space and he’s got time
In the sockets where his eyes should be
It’s a strange tragedy, a genetic anomality