Dance O’er the Border

Lyrics

Nice (Check it, little bad boy) Nice (Nice) Nice and easy (Say easy) Easy (Easy) Say easy (Say easy) Say nice and easy (Oh yeah) Nice and easy Nice and easy (Yeah) Tonight I stay home on the phone Talking to the persons unknown Take me another zone This is my life on the phone Well, I feel like Donald Duck Sold my eyes for an ounce of luck And now my back's on fire with burning why The people upstairs don't scream so high I decided to fly off again and flew really high Above the way and the festival site As I was taking off I was for the first time aware Of the people might see me taking off and landing or flying around generally I felt very anonymous and detached from everyone Soulful, sad and sombre I felt very anonymous and detached from everyone So I sat quite sad and sombre Fl- Flying away from the site and the motorway Quite high, but suddenly decided to head back From the ticket office on the edge of the site Sadly couldn't make it by myself so I ended on a flight In previous dreams I felt I couldn't control the flight But sometimes I could by stretching out my arms And flap my little hands, in the case of the dream Didn't work so I Superman-dreamed I couldn't do it in the Superman-style So I tried flying off to Glasgow And I was flying Superman-style along the M8 And I got caught more and more, city came lower and lower So I don't think I wanted to, couldn't fly anymore Landed on a car-roof, a woman saw me Suddenly appear on the car but she couldn't carry anything She walked down the street but she was boodlebaddledenemy[?] I went in a small shop, wanted to buy [?] It wasn't a shop, it was two small flats And a sort of a porch bit Suddenly realised it was someone's house and I left And that's all I gonna be remembering for right now "30 seconds to go. 15, 14, 13, 12, 11, 10, 9, 8, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1..."