FIB 2006

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground, try this trick and spin it, yeah, Your head will collapse, but there's nothing in it, and you'll ask yourself, where is my mind.....way out in the water, see it swimmin' ?

I was swimmin' in the Carribean, animals were hiding behind the rocks, except the little fish, but they told me, he swears, tryin' to talk to me to me to me, where is my mind....way out in the water, see it swimmin' ?

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground, try this trick and spin it, yeah, your head will collapse, if there's nothing in it, and you'll ask yourself, where is my mind...

Panic on the streets of London, panic on the streets of Birmingham, I wonder to myself

Could life ever be sane again ?, the Leeds side-streets that you slip down, I wonder to myself

Hopes may rise on the Grasmere, but Honey Pie you're not safe here so you run down to the safety of the town, but there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle, Dublin, Dundee, Humberside, I wonder to myself

Burn down the disco, hang the blessed DJ, because the music that they constantly play, IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE, hang the blessed DJ, because the music they constantly play

On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down, Provincial towns you jog 'round, hang the DJ, hang the DJ, hang the DJ........