Spratts Medium

You used to hold the chair too high
What’ll I do, what’ll I do?
Throw away the gaff and the dog
Isn’t it closed, isn’t it closed?
There’s no pain killer anymore!
Ooooo--look at the earth!
I’m asking if it’s very calm
Calling to you, calling to you.
It never ends, I’ll never go
Lucky for you, lucky for you!
Fit to wake the dead, d’ya hear
Words from your heart, words from your heart
One day you’ll say, «I'm tired, I’ll stop»
Ooooo --what of the sun?
Back again with insecticide
How are the waves, how are the waves?
Calling to you, calling to you.
How are the waves, how are the waves?