I asked him to take me upstairs
Where the music was loud
He said things have changed
I'm consumed, I belong to the crowd
My life's an echo
Where do I stand in relation to you
And the world spins round
They say the world spins round
Am I alive
And my head spins round
I say my head spins round
I've been confined

Feelings defying descriptions are troubling me
I'm in a vacuum
A nameless statistical sea
My life's a number
three
Equals the point where they'll maximise me
Three blind mice at an amazing price
Come in and see

Here with the swingers
I never make it
I'm out of date
My life is useless
Rupert refuses 
To be my friend
We will think of you
Think of you

Rupert's gone funny
He's got a boyfriend
I'm out of place
Faces keep changing
Nothing is stable
I've lost the race
We will think of you
Think of You