Try and think of something colourful for this season
Pull the wool over the gullible for no reason
You are all i have these days, shake it up [bad word] away
With the night squabbling behind you

From the smoke in your hair to the blood in the [bad word] 
and the bows on the shoes you kicked off
I'm joining the dots.
I'm joining the dots.

Thought I heard them talking in their sleep yesterday
And I tried but I just can't believe a thing they say
Hurry up they'll be here soon, sleeping in the afternoon
While the rain's trying to prove a point outside

From the smoke in your hair to the blood in the [bad word] 
and the bows on the shoes you kicked off
I'm joining the dots.
I'm joining the dots.
I'm joining the dots.

Those people make me calm, calm the flame [bad word] up to the mouth for a change
And darling if it's all the same to you, I'll have you to myself
I'm joining the dots.
I'm joining the dots.