Saw six men Under a tall tower Break it to him Like I'm breakin it to you, gently The nice people Will remind you, oh yeah Kicking, white, cheerleader When the tired cheerleader Lucifer over Lancashire The black birds Shake the hedges On this the hottest day for ages Was that monsoon Can be discounted No longer Lucifer over Lancashire I tell you no lies Completely blind Are the sentinel's eyes At the back of his mind This demon is hip The demon's grip He took over everywhere And his blitz Now over here And the sky moves on His cock-eyed moon A useless priest {Under your) power Now I'm just flyin I'm flyin I'm typin I'm shinin I'm winnin I got this on I'm a runnin shark I'm winnin I'm shinin...