I lost my phone I forgot the way home I waited and I got stupid I'm fat with the drink And my mind on the brink I turn on the same spot Til the page wore through Year on, year on, year on, year of you Year on, year on, year on, year of you Two heads on the block An umbilicus knot Whatever you do just look busy His golden locks won't float And they're gonna sink your boat With the weight of his misery I turn on the same spot Til the page wore through Year on, year on, year on, year of you Year on, year on, year on, year of you Dug in dug out Up on enemy lines The cat got the cream But the imperative's all mine Dug in dug out I got a terrible thirst Don't care if you win Just as long as I'm first I turn on the same spot... Year on, year on, year on, year of you Year on, year on, year on, year of you