Well I've gotta get out of this place

I got this feeling all around me, yeah

I've, I've got to escape cause I know you can't stand me, yeah

We're jetting round the sun in Caribbean

Now the shores of Eve Lucia


The chintz of the manner is bound to inspire an automatic nausea

Wherever you are

I could be there


There you go

Now you know

You're losing your mind


There you go

I told you so

You're losing your mind

Losing your mind

Losing your mind

Yes, you're losing your mind


Well I, I got to resist

Cause I know you can't stand me, yeah

Well I can't help that I exist

You know you can't stand me, yeah


Jetting round the sun in Caribbean

Now the shores of Eve Lucia

And I know it's bound to inspire a certain kind of nausea


Wherever you are

I could be there

But the rain falls hard on your dead end street

You don't get nothing except the people you meet

You got no reason except pain and regret

You're looking for something and you haven't found it yet

But that's...

Fair enough


Cause there you go

Now you know

You're losing your mind

There you go

I told you so

You're losing your mind

Losing your mind

Losing your mind

Yes, you're losing your mind


I'm not losing mine

Losing your mind

No, I'm not losing mine

Losing your mind

Losing your mind

No, I'm not losing mine

Losing your mind

No, I'm not losing mine