An unusual B-Side to go along with the anthem of Motorcycle Emptiness, but an interesting counterpoint. The title says it all, as this mainly acoustic cut discusses boredom, failure, lethargy in typical Manics phrasing, and with a lazy tone of procrastination. The music still manages to be interesting, and the melodies are engaging from start to finish, while the atmosphere created does achieve that dull sense of lying in a heap on the floor without being arsed to do or see anything. There’s a neat little guitar outro, overall a good B-side but not one I can imagine having too many fans.
Misheard Lyrics: I tried everything to get alone with you
2: The night’s too long son when he doesn’t care.
Actual Lyrics: I tried everything to get along with you
2: The nights too lonesome when the heat doesn’t care
The Spac Hole 