| I saw three dogs flying, there was a man on the end | |
| Squaring a circle and studying its end | |
| I saw a drunk old lady pissing in a bin | |
| It was far too high, she couldn't stop | |
| The man with the photograph failed to appear | |
| In that kind of rain where an umbrella's no use | |
| The bird lay bleeding, I couldn't break its neck | |
| I get anonymous footbells from a pope I never met | |
| Don't start me off | |
| It's beginning, to, and back again | |
| Don't start me off | |
| Right now there's a man who could take advantage | |
| I wouldn't like to spend an hour locked inside him | |
| He always had an eye for it, we all threw a shoe | |
| Nicely underlined, our table turned again |