He gave me his time in half forgotten jews 
Talk a scarecrow has a mind to jump the fence 
If he's got any sense (my legs have gone to their maker) 
If he's got any sense... 

Ecstasy 

I've got a hunch, I've got a hunch 
This is a song about ecstasy 
Sing it loud and sing it next to me 
Sing it loud and sing it clear 
Cause it is all we need to hear 
Sing a song about ecstasy 

A golden line we stand entwined 
A thorough bred beneath the bed 
A pidgeon strut in open field 
Litter bins hide a place 
A bloody disgrace, a bloody disgrace 
About ecstasy next to me 

A flowers scent I'm heaven bent 
I'm scarred for life I'm scarred for life 
In open fields, fields open in 
I stumble in to stumble out 
And this is what its all about 
A roundabout, a roundabout 
A bloody disgrace, a bloody disgrace 

Sing a song about ecstasy 
Sing it loud and sing it next to me 
Goodbye 
A scarecrow has a sense to jump the fence 
To jump the fence, to jump the fence