I-I-I-I've been thinking 'bout floodbank levies   We've been talking 'bout floodmark risin'   Next time you go screechin' 'bout float-feed   I'll take steps to make you think again      Six past seven and I'm in sunshine   Smilin' at pigeons, scratchin' my chest   Some days nobody goes to work   They all come laughin' - picnic in my head      And when you look for me, I'll have taken your leopard skin   Sell it to some nightclub king who thinks he's St. Francis   Birds hangin' off his head      You've been sayin' that I don't make sense   Tellin' me you can't cope with my birdsong   You've been dishing out so much doublespeak   Spittin' out nonsense for months too long      And when you look for me, I'll have taken your leopard skin   Sell it to some nightclub king who thinks he's St. Francis   Birds hangin' off his head   Don't you feel that in some time future   Next week, last week - Over Number 88   Just when we can talk to each other   Delay the new ball and make this leopard spin   Make this leopard spin   Make this leopard