English Beat - March Of The Swivelheads lyrics

Rotating head, keeps on the right side Coiled up and tense remains on the lookout Expects to be shot or get given the bullet Rotating head tries to look on the bright side of things Rotating head, friends in high places No need to guess what he's got in that briefcase A mind like a gin-trap, one swollen ankle The rotating head tries to stay on the right side of things On the right side of things Living on tip-toe Waiting for the next step The wages of d**h What a life for a swivelhead Understand, underhand, underarm protection Each new pa**er-by a new wave of suspicion In less than an hour the plane will be leaving The lights and the cameras Then sleep on a prayer and a wing, rotating Living on tip-toe Waiting for the next step The wages of d**h What a life for a swivelhead Rotating head look on the bright side Coiled up and tense remains on the lookout A mind like a gin-trap, one swollen ankle The rotating head tries to stay on the right side of things That's the right side of things