Lyrics:

There is a man at the top
Who will suck you
Till you drop down to the ground
And you'll hear

You're finally counted as a fool
Your _____ around his head

What were you thinking of
What were you thinking of
thinking of, thinking of

Those splif teens
Tarantula Pop (pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop)
Hogarth's Corner till we drop
To the ground

When you reflect on whose son you are
Watch them put your head

What were you thinking of
What were you thinking of
Thinking of, thinking of

I read it on a wall
In Finsbury Park scrawl
Fill your head with cotton wool
Stop whining
Stop it

Thinking of, thinking of
Thinking of, thinking of

_______
Tarantula pop in our ears
Will you hold your corner
Till you drop
Will you be finally counted as a fool
With your head under the ground,
Under the ground
Underground, underground

Underground, underground