You turn pandemonium

into pantomime for one

twenty years ago I used your soap

So what!

you've got a name for it

yesterday goes on and on

inbetween the devil and the deep blue sea



You thrash about in your room

no space for thought

look no strings, look no strings

no visible means of support



Twenty years ago I used your soap

How did you ever come to move a muscle in this space!

The dollar's adrift

Twenty years ago I used your soap