Lyrics:
Time on your handsYou do it all the dayShuffle your feetAnd turn on the newsTo hear what they might sayThey made a machineAnd you found your deviceThey're lighting the fuseThere's no need to worryYour world will be alrightTime for a smokeA pint and a jokeYou muddle on throughSilently screaming'What can I do ?'Till time trips you outLooking aboutBlows you awayHigh as a kiteOn a windy day