| Summer stretching on the grass |
| Summer dresses pass |
| In the shade of a willow tree |
| Creeps a crawling over me |
| Over me and over you, stuck together with God’s glue |
| It’s going to get stickier too |
| It’s been a long hot summer, let’s get undercover |
| Don’t try too hard to think, don’t think at all |
| You’re not the only one, staring at the sun |
| Afraid of what you’d find, if you stepped back inside |
| Not just deaf and dumb, staring at the sun |
| Not the only one, who’s happy to go blind |
| There’s an insect in your ear |
| If you scratch it won’t disappear |
| It’s going to itch and burn and sting |
| You want to see what the scratching brings |
| Waves that leave me out of reach |
| Breaking on your back like a beach |
| Will we ever live in peace? 'Cause those that can’t do, often have to |
| No those that can’t do, often have to preach |
| To the one, staring at the sun |
| Afraid of what you’d find, if you stepped back inside |
| Not just deaf and dumb, staring at the sun |
| I’m not the only one, who’s happy to go blind |
| Intransigence is all around |
| Military still in town |
| Armour plated suits and ties |
| Daddy just won’t say goodbye |
| Referee won’t blow the whistle, God is good, but will He listen? |
| I’m nearly great, but there’s something missing |
| I left it in the duty free, oh superb |
| You never really belonged to me |
| You’re not the only one, staring at the sun |
| Afraid of what you’d find, if you stepped back inside |
| I’m not sucking on my thumb, staring at the sun |
| I’m not the only one, who’s happy to go blind |
| Happy to go blind, happy to go blind, happy to go blind |
| I’m happy to go, happy to go, happy to go blind |
| Happy to go blind, happy to go blind |
| I’m happy to go, happy to go, happy to go blind |