You turn pandemonium   Into pantomime for one   Twenty years ago I used your soap   So what!   You've got a name for it   Yesterday goes on and on   Inbetween the devil and the deep blue sea      You thrash about in your room   No space for thought   Look no strings, look no strings   No visible means of support      Twenty years ago I used your soap   How did you ever come to move a muscle in this space!   The dollar's adrift   Twenty years ago I used your soap