text: Phil? Phil? Can you play the drums please?
  Phil: No, I cant
  Thom: So we got the professional in now
  No heavy petting please, whilst were performing
  In the deepest ocean
  The bottom of the sea
  Your eyes
  They turn me
  Why should I stay here?
  Why should I stay?
  Id be crazy not to follow
  Follow where you lead
  Your eyes
  They turn me
  Turn me on to phantoms 
  I follow to the edge of the earth 
  And fall off 
  Yeah, everybody leaves
  If they get the chance
  And this is my chance
  I get eaten by the worms
  And weird fishes
  Picked over by the worms
  And weird fishes
  Weird fishes
  Weird fishes
  Yeah I
  Ill hit the bottom
  Hit the bottom and escape
  Escape
  And I
  Ill hit the bottom
  Hit the bottom and escape
  Escape