Lyrics:

You don't know what you want,
You don't believe in anything you see,
You're wrapped up in your own potato crop,
You're living in your own Pacific pond,
And who am I to tell you that it's all up the creek,
Who am I to tell you that your head's a little weak,
You'd only say that you aint reached your peak.

Uptight Basil,
You really razzle dazzle in the morning time,
When the washing's on the line,
Uptight Basil, you really razzle dazzle,
But before you blow your head don't forget to make the bed.

It's a big mystery,
Why you ain't a star shining bright,
Lighting up our misty winter night,
Crunching up the clouds with one big bite,
Ah you've got all the talent,
All you need now is the luck,
Everyone's behind you boy, we know you've got the pluck,
And it's only 27 storeys up.

Uptight Basil,
You really razzle dazzle in the morning time,
When the clothes are on the line,
Uptight Basil,
You really razzle dazzle,
But before you make your leap there's the kitchen floor to sweep.

Uptight Basil,
You really razzle dazzle in the morning time,
When the washing's on the line,
Uptight Basil,
You really razzle dazzle,
But before you blow your top don't forget to wind the clock.

Uptight Basil, Uptight Basil, Uptight Basil.