Lyrics:

I-I-I-I've been thinking 'bout floodbank levies We've been talking 'bout floodmark risin' Next time you go screechin' 'bout float-feed I'll take steps to make you think again Six past seven and I'm in sunshine Smilin' at pigeons, scratchin' my chest Some days nobody goes to work They all come laughin' - picnic in my head And when you look for me, I'll have taken your leopard skin Sell it to some nightclub king who thinks he's St. Francis Birds hangin' off his head You've been sayin' that I don't make sense Tellin' me you can't cope with my birdsong You've been dishing out so much doublespeak Spittin' out nonsense for months too long And when you look for me, I'll have taken your leopard skin Sell it to some nightclub king who thinks he's St. Francis Birds hangin' off his head Don't you feel that in some time future Next week, last week - Over Number 88 Just when we can talk to each other Delay the new ball and make this leopard spin Make this leopard spin Make this leopard