| All of you sit up in bed. |
| Don’t think in straight lines ahead
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| Can’t sleep? |
| Head spin? |
| Don’t think in circles, it’ll do you in
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| Think back to the dream you had; |
| no sense of being good or bad
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| Jump to the left, jump to the right. |
| Think round corners into night
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| Let’s go in wet corridors: dive down drains
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| Draw strength from machinery, it’s all the same
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| Thinking round corners. |
| Think round corners, I say
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| Pretty girl with neon eyes: best man between white thighs
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| Bridegroom didn’t know a thing: got his love in lights
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| She wears two rings
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| Think back to that dream you had
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| Blue boy sorry, pink girl sad
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| Yellow cow, big-eyed moon all coming round the corner soon
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| Let’s stand in rapids: cling to carnivals
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| Spit life from the maypole in savage ceremony
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| Let’s go in wet corridors: dive down drains
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| Draw strength from machinery, it’s all the same
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| Thinking round corners. |
| Think round corners, I say
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| Paper cowboys, tin drums banging where the white man comes
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| Landowners with whips and chains but soft in bed amidst
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| Warm rains
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| Thinking back to the dream they had. |
| Jack and Jill
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| Jack the lad
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| Homestead. |
| Home free. |
| How about leaving some for me?
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| Let’s bathe in malt whisky: covet gold finery
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| Through the eyes of a Jackdaw, dressed to the nines
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| Let’s go in wet corridors: dive down drains
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| Draw strength from machinery, it’s all the same
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| Thinking round corners. |
| Think round corners, I say
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| Thinking round corners |