He gave me his time in half forgotten jews    Talk a scarecrow has a mind to jump the fence    If he's got any sense (my legs have gone to their maker)    If he's got any sense...       Ecstasy       I've got a hunch, I've got a hunch    This is a song about ecstasy    Sing it loud and sing it next to me    Sing it loud and sing it clear    Cause it is all we need to hear    Sing a song about ecstasy       A golden line we stand entwined    A thorough bred beneath the bed    A pidgeon strut in open field    Litter bins hide a place    A bloody disgrace, a bloody disgrace    About ecstasy next to me       A flowers scent I'm heaven bent    I'm scarred for life I'm scarred for life    In open fields, fields open in    I stumble in to stumble out    And this is what its all about    A roundabout, a roundabout    A bloody disgrace, a bloody disgrace       Sing a song about ecstasy    Sing it loud and sing it next to me    Goodbye    A scarecrow has a sense to jump the fence    To jump the fence, to jump the fence