He gave me his time in half forgotten jews

Talk a scarecrow has a mind to jump the fence


If he's got any sense (my legs have gone to their maker)


If he's got any sense...

Ecstasy


I've got a hunch, I've got a hunch


This is a song about ecstasy

Sing it loud and sing it next to me


Sing it loud and sing it clear


Cause it is all we need to hear

Sing a song about ecstasy


A golden line we stand entwined


A thorough bred beneath the bed

A pidgeon strut in open field


Litter bins hide a place


A bloody disgrace, a bloody disgrace

About ecstasy next to me


A flowers scent I'm heaven bent


I'm scarred for life I'm scarred for life

In open fields, fields open in


I stumble in to stumble out


And this is what its all about

A roundabout, a roundabout


A bloody disgrace, a bloody disgrace


Sing a song about ecstasy

Sing it loud and sing it next to me


Goodbye


A scarecrow has a sense to jump the fence

To jump the fence, to jump the fence