I-I-I-I've been thinking 'bout floodbank levies

We've been talking 'bout floodmark risin'

Next time you go screechin' 'bout float-feed

I'll take steps to make you think again



Six past seven and I'm in sunshine

Smilin' at pigeons, scratchin' my chest

Some days nobody goes to work

They all come laughin' - picnic in my head



And when you look for me, I'll have taken your leopard skin

Sell it to some nightclub king who thinks he's St. Francis

Birds hangin' off his head



You've been sayin' that I don't make sense

Tellin' me you can't cope with my birdsong

You've been dishing out so much doublespeak

Spittin' out nonsense for months too long



And when you look for me, I'll have taken your leopard skin

Sell it to some nightclub king who thinks he's St. Francis

Birds hangin' off his head

Don't you feel that in some time future

Next week, last week - Over Number 88

Just when we can talk to each other

Delay the new ball and make this leopard spin

Make this leopard spin

Make this leopard