Isn't it better screaming
Than running out on the tide
Running around like death on steam
Please god, is this a dream?
There's a dog biting my bum
A strange glow on my thigh
But nobody seems to know where to go
And what the hell does it mean?
Please, god, is this a dream?

White thighs, burning like fire
White thighs, how can they go so frail
How can the thighs that runs so sprightly
Suddenly go so frail?
White thighs

Why is this tunnel so narrow,
Just another stage of my plight
Burrowing through the hills unseen
Slipping through like Vaseline
There's a creaking in my knees
A cold feeling in my hair
But nobody knows just where I've gone
Or where did I start?
Oh, just another run in the park!

White thighs, burning like fire
White thighs, how can they go so frail
How can the thighs that runs so sprightly
Suddenly go so frail?
White thighs

White thighs, burning like fire
White thighs, how can they go so frail
How can the thighs that runs so sprightly
Suddenly go so frail?
White thighs