All of you sit up in bed. Don't think in straight lines ahead
Can't sleep? Head spin? Don't think in circles, it'll do you in
Think back to the dream you had; no sense of being good or bad
Jump to the left, jump to the right. Think round corners into night

Let's go in wet corridors: dive down drains
Draw strength from machinery, it's all the same
Thinking round corners. Think round corners, I say

Pretty girl with neon eyes: best man between white thighs
Bridegroom didn't know a thing: got his love in lights
She wears two rings
Think back to that dream you had
Blue boy sorry, pink girl sad
Yellow cow, big-eyed moon all coming round the corner soon

Let's stand in rapids: cling to carnivals
Spit life from the maypole in savage ceremony
Let's go in wet corridors: dive down drains
Draw strength from machinery, it's all the same
Thinking round corners. Think round corners, I say

Paper cowboys, tin drums banging where the white man comes
Landowners with whips and chains but soft in bed amidst
Warm rains
Thinking back to the dream they had. Jack and Jill
Jack the lad
Homestead. Home free. How about leaving some for me?
Let's bathe in malt whisky: covet gold finery
Through the eyes of a Jackdaw, dressed to the nines
Let's go in wet corridors: dive down drains
Draw strength from machinery, it's all the same
Thinking round corners. Think round corners, I say
Thinking round corners