The studio was a hexagon Old men were sat on one side Opposite three bald triplets I stood in the middle Fumbling with two tin packets
Listen while I tell this tale of woe The worm in the bacon of BB His name was Love But how were they to know Mike's gift was only poison
When I died - love was all around When I died - love was in the air When I died - love was everywhere When I died
So whilst the cat's away And the mouse he did play Plots came thick and fast Satanic meditations, shadow emissions So hoist his music on the mast So look at the worm in the bacon Good vibrations, man
When I died - love was all around When I died - love was in the air When I died - love was everywhere When I died
Well then I died Turned the beat to the brink To post his name high Thick and fast on the mast Sail is all broken