Senses Working Overtime

One, two, three, four, five Hey hey The clouds are away There's straw for the donkeys And the innocents can all sleep safely And all sleep safely My, my The sun is pie There's fodder for the cannons And the guilty ones can all sleep safely And all sleep safely And all the world is football shaped It's just for me to kick in space And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste And I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to take this all in I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to taste the difference 'Tween the lemons and limes The pain and pleasure And the church bells softly chime Hey hey Night fights day There's food for the thinkers And the innocents can all live slowly And all live slowly My, my The sky will cry Jewels for the thirsty And the guilty ones can all die slowly And all die slowly And all the world is biscuit shaped It's just for me to feed my face And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste And I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to take this all in I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to taste the difference 'Tween the lemons and limes The pain and pleasure And the church bells softly chime And birds might fall from black skies And bullies might give you black eyes And buses might skid on black ice But to me it's very very beautiful And all the world is football shaped It's just for me to kick in space And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste And I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to take this all in I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to taste the difference 'Tween the lemons and limes Pain and pleasure And the church bells softly chime