Upon the heath we sit Trying to make some sense of it These mushrooms help a bit Help us think How we ought to think
There's nothing in our way And no one's dying here There's nothing in our way We've nothing left to fear There's nothing in our way And no one's dying here
Down into town we stroll I suggest no more rock and roll Canary wharf our christmas tree Sucking up electricity
There's nothing in our way And no one's dying here There's nothing in our way With nothing left to fear There's nothing in our way And no one's dying here Not that I can see There's nothing in our way And no one's dying here There's nothing in our way With nothing left to fear Oh nothing in our way And no one's dying here
I see battenburg houses Night club sky I hear nursery rhymes Fill my eyes write these lines (Repeat) Down into town we stroll (2) Upon the heath we sit (2) Down into town we stroll I insist no more rock and roll No more rock and roll (4)