(Reg Mombassa)

Splashing - making a mess of myself

I'm splashing - making a mess of my health

When I go out of my head

the lights go on in the sky

I just want to crawl in bed

I couldn't get up if I tried

Soaking up the night with my eyes

saucers of boiling oil

soaking up things through my paper skin

and my blood is starting to boil

Splashing - making a mess of myself

I'm splashing - making a mess of my health

When I go out to a club

I check my mind at the door

with a porter in a paper bag

I pick it up when I leave at four

When I'm as big as my uncle Jim

I'll give you all cause to complain

walkin' around with boots on my head

like a missile on a train