Exploding In The Sound

Sa beatin, it's beatin, stop beatin, a beatin

Sa beatin, it's beatin, stop beatin, a beatin

Up is up and down is down

But up is much harder than down

It's not a frown, not all the town

But most of it

Morning is mourning, and yawning is warning

And all the police are paid to pretend

And all the small things 

Fill all of my head

Sa beatin, it's beatin, stop beatin, a beatin

Sa beatin, it's throbbing, stop eatin, jabbering, jabbering, jabbering, jabb--er--ing 

Up is down, is round and round

Exploding in the sound 

The help comes in the end 

Too late to make a mends

You don't know me friends

Ends, ends ends ends ends