Senses Working Overtime

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 lemon and lime Pain and pleasure and the church bells softly chime Hey, hey, night fights day There's food for the thinkers and the innocents All live slowly, all live slowly My, my, the sky will cry Jewels for the thirsty and the guilty ones All die slowly, all die slowly And all the world is biscuit shaped Its 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 lemon and lime Pain and pleasure and the church bells gently 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 they're very, very beautiful, beautiful And all the world is football shaped Its 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 tell the difference 'tween goods and crimes, drugs and treasure And there's 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 lemon and lime Pain and pleasure and the church bells softly chime