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