Spinning (The Saucer)

Flying saucers all around my head
Spin, spin, spin, spin, spin
Well it’s been a long long time
Since I achieved a mighty oneness with the din

I sometimes wonder if I strike one down
Spin, spin, spin, spin, spin
Would it leave a gap that’s big enough
For me to dash right through and leave my skin?

And if so where would it attach itself?
Spin, spin, spin, spin, spin
To some unsuspecting boy
Who’s felt the shell of his protection wearing thin?

So this is me choosing to let it be
Spin, spin, spin, spin, spin
Because no one ever said
To wear a crown you also have to wear a grin

We’ve all got our own
When the lightning and the thunder
Come to plunder what you’ve grown
We’ve all seen the face
Of the dizziness of business
That’s spinning round
And spinning round
And spinning round
And all around the place

Flying saucers all around my head
Ooh, ooh
Flying saucers all around my head
Ooh, ooh