In a dope, in a daze
Picking up little ways
My favourite knowers have known me today
It's a farce, it's a fight
It's a lot, it's alright
Knowing they're probably wrong anyway
I can try to pretend
After all in the end
We are all friends
But that all depends
Seven beers and a coke
Pick them up, hear a joke
Lads are eliding your thoughts and your looks
Does it mean what you think
Maybe it's just the drink
Crouching in hiding deciding the crux
Spend all night deconstructing an email received in the gents
About what it meant
With your eye gemini you can identify us
With your eye gemini you can identify us
With your gemini eye you identify
All of our thoughts even when you are running away