"Snow blind, dog tired
slow grind, and barbed wired
last chant of the jungle trance
and the fast step of the monkey dance craze..."
|Butterfly On A Wheel|
"Silver and gold and it's growing cold
Autumn leaves lay as thick as thieves
Shivers down your spine chill you to the bone
'Cos the mandolin wind is the melody that turns..."
"Dust is the one
She provides all the fun
And we're all falling down in a heap on the floor
We're falling around..."