The only people that I don't wish to meet Are singing at the pigeons in Senile Street

Don’t sit around you’re gonna put it on your waistline
Don’t stand alone in these strangest of times
There is no explaining the things that might happen
There’s now a new home for technology and fashion
She heard it from someone in Hong Kong
Who read it on a screen in Beijing
It was posted on a site in Seattle
And me, I read it on the back of cigarette packet and it said:
(Election means electrocution. This is the new revolution)

You’re taking me way high
I like it white with no sugar
When I ride on the highway

Clint Boon Experience – White No Sugar