Gravitated towards a taste
For foreign films and modern plays
But that machine could only
Bend to squares five to six times
Before your fingers came unwired
Weights down so that you could move forwards
Forwards
So you could move forwards
Forwards
Pinch to snub that restless nerve
And knock the wind from one last urge
With two fingers in a rock glass
Time passed and that was that
Quite a slip, a loosened grasp
Weights down so that you could move forwards
Forwards
So you could move forwards
Forwards
Ooooo, what a way to cut lengthwise
Ooooo, what a way to cut lengthwise
Ooooo, what a way to cut lengthwise
Ooooo, what a way to cut lengthwise