Lyrics:

I wake up every day
But I don't want it that way
I take my thoughts to the roundabout
'Cause me and them, we like to get out

Oh-oh, oh, what you do in your head, you do in your head
Oh-oh, oh, if he is dead

La-da-da, la-da-da
La-da-da, la-da-da

He said he had a horrible house
I looked in it and learned to shut my mouth
He said I had the look of a son
With all the love and poison of London

Oh-oh, oh, what you do in your head, you do in your head
Oh-oh, oh, if he is dead
Oh-oh, oh, what you do in your head, you do in your head
Oh-oh, oh, if he is dead

La-da-da, la-da-da
La-da-da, la-da-da
La-da-da, la-da-da
La-da-da, la-da-da
La-da-da, la-da-da
La-da-da, la-da-da