Windmills

[Verse 1]
Round like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Like a square within a rectangle
Like a jockstrap made of steel

Like an old, arthritic camel
Running rings around the Moon
Like sausage, eggs, and chips
At Watford Gap in June

Like a cow stuck in a millpond
Like a mule who's lost his teeth
Like a wet weekend in Scunthorpe
On a yacht with Mister Heath

Like the objects that you find
Wrapped around the bacon rind

[Verse 2]
Keys that jangle in your pocket
Springs that jangle in your bed
Why did summer go so quickly
Just like poor old Uncle Fred?

Was it something that you told him
As he lay there on the floor?
Was it the voice of David Coleman
As it gave the half-time score?

Lovers walk along the seashore
They leave their footprints in the sand
They leave their trousers on the prom
And their knickers at the Grand

As the sausages unwind
When you've gone out of your mind