Complex

[Intro]

Shh, it's so complex

Shh, at the complex

[Verse 1]

Still believing

You must be dreaming

Of walking sticks and wooden spoons

(At the complex)

New antiquated

Silver-plated

The good old days, the good old ways

(And night to day and day to night)

(And night to day and day to night)

[Refrain]

(At the complex)

(It’s so complex)

(At the complex)

[Verse 2]

Flags are flying

No sense in trying

Now serenade the last brigade

(And night to day and day to night)

(And night to day and day to night)

Still believing

You must be dreaming

Of walking sticks and wooden spoons

[Verse 3]