Matt Bowmer - baritone vocals, rhythm guitar
Matt is a graphic designer by trade. Matt writes stupid songs that people seem to like. To Matt this indicates that those people are, themselves, stupid. This attitude does not make him very popular.
 
 
Baby I Got My Eye On You (Stalker Song)

I am not the most popular guy
I don’t stay up late
And people say I’m shy
-
You seem kind of lonely too
I’ve seen you hanging around
And no-one looks at you

Baby I got my eye on you,
You’re the only girl I know who’d do.

I’m thirty-one
I still live at home
I watch cartoons whenever I’m alone
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I pathologically lie
I talk too loud
I drink and drive

Baby I got my eye on you,
You’re the only girl I know who’d do,
Baby, once I’ve thought this through
Nothing can stop me getting close to you.

They say
My odour drives people away
I got greasy hair
Lord knows how much I weigh
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I’ve done time for violent crime
It would have been twice as long
But the key witness died

Baby I got my eye on you
Got a telescope trained on your room
Please don’t call the police
I might have to hurt your family
Sometimes I follow you in the street
Go through your trash while you’re asleep
I collect your nails and hair
Where-ever you go, baby I’ll be there.
My Poor Brain

My poor brain got left outside in the rain again
It got so cold that I could hardly hold my own
It got so wet that my recollection failed me
It got to the point that I could hardly think things through

And all of the time
You must have thought I'd lost my mind
All of the time I thought of you

High and low, I searched in the snow on Christmas Eve
Trying to find that spark that keeps me warm
But I got locked outdoors and my thoughts went out of the window
I must have been sitting there in a daze 'til dawn

And all of the time
You must have thought I'd lost my mind
All of the time I thought of you
The Future Of Communication

I see a time in the future of man
When all communication
Be it inter-human relations
Digital information
On our TV stations
Will be carried out by rats
Trained in morse code
Go with the flow
Installed directly into your home.

Everywhere, all the time
We talk, we listen
We see images at 25 frames per second
The future beckons to our minds
Through digital lines
And mice... yeah, hamsters too
And all you've got to do
Is feed them twice a day
Give them water, and straw, and love
Yeah love.
Nothing comes for free
That's the march of technology
But it ain't nothing without
L. O. V. E.
I Fear

My heart ain’t in it
If I cry just give me a minute
If I seem to falter
Know that deep down I don't want yo

There’s something going on here
But I can’t work it out, I fear.

My head ain’t looking
Where my life is going
My mind ain’t working
Whatever I say - that ain’t me talking

There’s something going on here
But I can’t work it out, I fear.
Hands

I went for a walk but my legs hurt
And I caught the bus;
I sat at the back with a big man
And his dog called Grizzler,

Grizzler licked my face
And the stench was overpowering
Grizzler hadn’t cleaned his teeth,
Because he was a dog,
And had no –

Hands!
What would we do without hands?
Look at my beautiful hands!
Wriggly five-fingered hands!

I was so incensed by his impertinence
That I saw red!
I picked up that dog
And raised him high above my head,

He tried to escape by wriggling
But to no avail!
I hurled him through the window
Of the moving bus with my bare

Hands!
What would we do without hands?
Look at my beautiful hands!
Wriggly five-fingered hands!