Wonder how it feels to loose the beat
My hips dancing "Billy Jean"
At noon some black birds on my roof
Hot winds smells of coffe and seeds
Like a bee in a fun box
Like a hungry bear I've caught you boy
I walk Peak District Sheffield
Cut Throat Bridge and rowans in bloom
Bright light is not the sun blinding me
Feel something like a peck on the jaw
Like a flea in your bedroom
Ike a party next door I'm gonna knock you out
Left, right, left, right, I've got to wake up
(wheat fields are wondeful down by the hills
Some gossip bu*terflies surrounding me)
I'm standing, I'm falling
Left, right, left, right