Lyrics

I may be a fire-fly Catch the first train flying by With my wits on fire Send my legs to work it out Send my feet to fall about With the first train flying by With my wits on fire Send my legs to work it out Send my feet to fall about I've got two heads in my pocket Send the flesh rushing in Send me my weeping grin I've lost my discipline No more needles, no more self-defence No more two heads, no more rushing in Who's got a pig's head Who's got big fat eyes Who's an only child Who's got a last goodbye Bye-bye (x6)