[Intro]
[Verse]
Who would not want their bottom smacked
In a glamping hut at midnight?
By a full moon briskly birch-whacked
And a steaming hot tub upright
[Chorus]
Round the clock in a gorge of grey
Thick-set thoughts and the daily clay
[Verse]
Who would not want their tootsies sucked
In a hammock softly swinging?
While exposed hairs are gently plucked
To a kiskadee high singing
[Chorus]
Round the clock in a gorge of grey
Thick-set thoughts and the daily clay
[Verse]
Who would not want to bathe in brine
In a heated pool of peaches?
Quaffed-up by mead instead of wine
As a febrile friend low reaches
[Chorus]
Round the clock in a gorge of grey
Thick-set thoughts and the daily clay
[Chorus]
Round the clock in a gorge of grey
Thick-set thoughts and the daily clay
[Break]
[Verse]
Who would not want to fashion dreams
On an hourly basis willing?
When such a brain of laser beams
Pin-points despair by its drilling
[Chorus]
Round the clock in a gorge of grey
Thick-set thoughts and the daily clay
[Verse]
Who would not want their bottom smacked
In a glamping hut at midnight?
By a full moon briskly birch-whacked
And a steaming hot tub upright
[Chorus]
Round the clock in a gorge of grey
Thick-set thoughts and the daily clay
[Verse]
Who would not want their tootsies sucked
In a hammock softly swinging?
While exposed hairs are gently plucked
To a kiskadee high singing
[Chorus]
Round the clock in a gorge of grey
Thick-set thoughts and the daily clay
[Chorus]
Round the clock in a gorge of grey
Thick-set thoughts and the daily clay
[Chorus]
Round the clock in a gorge of grey
Thick-set thoughts and the daily clay
[Outro]
