Letra de Whistle in the Dark
Wallowing in self interest over the garden wall The wallopers chase but in their haste Stumble on into the poolWhere everybody is splashing around Blowing a whistle and fuse The ghost of Sir Robert bombastically quivers Covertness the cover we chooseClambering over the roof With a horde, but nowhere to strode This is the moment that dreads forever So head first this body I throw ohEverybody is bouncing around waving a truncheon or two Pig tails in the hobnails and big wigs with saggy jowls Glazed at the foot of the pool Everybody is bobbing in time Sharing nonsensical tunes old ghosts arrive to shimmy and connive Living a ripple of twoWallowing in self interest over the garden wall The wallopers chase but in their haste Stumble on into the poolClambering over the roof With a horde, but nowhere to strode This is the moment that dreads forever So head first this body I throw.