Seen it spinning round
Out of all control
Twinkle, drink'll star
Spinning out, spinning out
There's one to wash it down
One to wash it out
One for the Postman's Park
Spit him out, spit him out
Till he gets to the English coast
To the place he loved the most
Where the spinnakers on boats
Are filling out, filling out
And we get to guessing games
Where no one knows their names
Guess no one's going home
Staying out, staying out
What are we doing now, what are we doing
now
Come on it's going to get easier from now
Come on it's going to get easier somehow
What are we doing now, what are we doing
now