Feverclaw - Janice Long BBC Radio 1 Session July 1989

[Verse 1]
Today like sand slips through my hands
The same as ever
It's clear to me, I understand
It’s sunken treasure 'cause
The seeds of greed have been planted deep
Its flowers are in bloom
What's taken goes beyond the looting
A hundred made to learn
Sha-da-bada-bada

[Chorus]
Running around within without
A time of fury upside down
Of fortune, who can say it’s true?
Woah, woah, woah

[Verse 2]
A wishing well divinely had
Divine creation
But I've not seen a better cause for celebration 'cause
I find no worth in getting hurt
And where's the love in fear?
Like an ancient superstitious curse
Like a fountain full of tears
Sha-da-bada-bada
[Chorus]
Running around within without
A time of fury upside down
Of fortune, who can say it's true?
Of fortune, who can say it's true?
Woah, woah, woah, woah