(XTC; Andy Partridge)



One, two, three, four, five senses working overtime

Trying to take this all in

I've got one, two, three, four, five senses working overtime

Trying to taste the difference 'tween the lemon and lime

Pain and pleasure and the church bells softly chime



Hey, hey, night fights day

There's food for the thinkers and the innocents

All live slowly, all live slowly

My, my, the sky will cry

Jewels for the thirsty and the guilty ones

All die slowly, all die slowly



And all the world is biscuit shaped

Its just for me to feed my face

And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste

And I've got one, two, three, four, five senses working overtime

Trying to take this all in

I've got one, two, three, four, five senses working overtime

Trying to taste the difference 'tween the lemon and lime

Pain and pleasure and the church bells gently chime



And birds might fall from black skies

And bullies might give you black eyes

And buses might skid on black ice

But to me they're very, very beautiful, beautiful



And all the world is football shaped

Its just for me to kick in space

And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste

And I've got one, two, three, four, five senses working overtime

Trying to take this all in

I've got one, two, three, four, five senses working overtime

Trying to tell the difference 'tween goods and crimes, drugs and treasure

And there's one, two, three, four, five senses working overtime

Trying to take this all in

I've got one, two, three, four, five senses working overtime

Trying to taste the difference 'tween the lemon and lime

Pain and pleasure and the church bells softly chime