Pedalling on a bicycle   I'm on my way to make a call   I try to touch you   Through the double glazing   But the curtains were drawn   The family gone away   Who is to know   But now you don't   No-one can see   When they get mace in their eyes   They're papering the walls   And the windows   No light in here   In or out   The heating's on   And I'm feeling drowsy   I fall asleep   And dream of burning down the house   I'm pedalling on a bicycle   I'm on my way to make a call   The sun is out   And I'm feeling drowsy   I fall asleep   And dream of burning down the house