Seen it spinning round
Out of all control,
Twinkle, drink'll star.
Spinning out, spinning out
There's one to wash it down ,
One to wash it out,
One for the Postman's Park,
Spit him out, spit him out
Till he gets to the English coast,
To the place he loved the most
Where the spinnakers on boats
Are filling out, filling out, out, out,
Filling out, filling out, filling out.
And we get to guessing games
Where no one knows their names,
Guess no one's going home,
Staying out, out, out,
Staying out, staying out, staying out.
What are we doing now, what are we doing now?
Come on, it's going to get easier from now,
Come on, it's going to get easier, somehow.
What are we doing now, what are we doing now?
What are we doing now, what are we doing now?
The storm came and tore limbs from the trees
Like a drowning whale,
And the thought of it brought us all down to our knees.
What are we doing now, what are we doing now?
What are we doing now, what are we doing now?
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out, spit it out,
Spit it out, out, out.