Mad Dogs and Englishmen

Broken watches

Feeling fractious

I know you don't love it so

Falling over

Off the tyre

I-I know it seems too far

This garden is growing over

This hard ice I'm roaming on

Watch out

Fat chance that you'll ever get another

Chance to be a cover up

My head and wipe a flannel

Falling over

Aeroplanes and

Wanting to be a derelict

What to cover?

Love each other

I know, lie lie lie

This garden is growing over

And nothing can ever be said for you

And that's just

Here's your answer

Why bother?

I've never been nothing other

Than the boy with the words

That lose control