Lyrics:

Deep greedy and googling every corner
Deep greedy and googling every corner

Dead in the middle
Of the C-O-double M-O-N
Little did I know then
That the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men
Tall woman
Pull the pylons down
And wrap them around the necks
Of all the feckless men that queue to be the next
Steepled fingers

Steepled fingers

In your hoof, lies the heartland
Where we tent for
In your hoof, lies the heartland
Where we tent for
In your hoof, lies the heartland
Where we tent for
In your hoof, lies the heartland
Where we tent for
Steepled fingers
Steepled fingers
Steepled fingers
Steepled fingers