D A Dawn sings in the garden G A phone sings in the hall D A this boys dead after two days life G A resurrected by the call Penny here weʼve got to come so come on round to me there so much penny lying here to touch taste and tease G A Ring a ding ding ding D G D iʼm going down iʼm coming round Pennyʼs place her crummy room her dansetted crackles to jimiʼs tune i dont care i taste ambre solaire her neck her thighs her lips her hair Ring a ding ding ding iʼm going down iʼm coming round F#m All thoughts of sleep desert me Bm G there is no time F#m 30 minutes bring me round to Bm G A D her number nine Yeah she looks like a painting jackson pollochʼs number 5 come into the forest and taste the trees the sun starts shining and iʼm hard to please Ring a ding ding ding iʼm going down iʼm coming round All thoughts... G D to look down on the clouds G D you donʼt need to fly G A iʼve never flown in a plane N.C. iʼll live until i die
