Lyrics

Everybody likes me They think I'm crazy I pull my string and I do my thing Two steps back Two steps back Two steps back Two steps back I don't need the acid factories I've got mushrooms in the fields Julian said "How was the gear?" They don't sell things to you over there A cigarette goes out when you put it down Two steps back Two steps back Two steps back Two steps back Had a look at the free festivals They're like cinemas with no films You could make a fire with the seats You could boil up some cigar dimps Or get into the sound Wait for the ice cream to come around Two steps back Two doors down Two steps back Two steps back I meet my old friends there They queue up for cash there They are part Irish They have no conscience They get threatened by the cracker factory Two steps back Two steps back Two steps back Two steps back Cracker factory: A place where you get into the working routine again Rehabs for no hopes Prefab for jobless dopes