Up The Punx Joyce Manor

[Verse 1]
Once before, a cold explorer
Sheet-like pain of fleeting horror
"So not posh", I'm not believing
Goes non-stop before careening

[Verse 2]
Down the stairs and 'round the block
I stepped into a china shop
And turned my headlamp towards the ceiling
Can't believe the feeling

[Chorus]
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there this time?

[Verse 3]
Up the punx, I feel so freakish
All too real to deal with sequence
Broke-a-hontas, orange-eating
Talk like that, now watch who's screaming

[Chorus]
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there this time?
This time?
This time?