Well what's the harm
It's good clean fun
Why don't you just
Go on and have another one
When there's hanky panky in the
Boardroom wooly bully on the farm
What's the harm
It's quite allright
I mean to say
Tomorrow's just another day
Oh but in the morning
Oh but in the morning haze
Will you still feel as fine
Will you still need to trade day for night
In the country of the blind the one eyed man is king
In the country of the sheep they call him Cyclops
And the quality of mind is such a
Tenuous thing that here you need it
Like a blind man needs eye drops
Get out of that back room this vacuum
It attracts you but in fact
You don't know quite what it is
You're being sapped of everything
You once valued so highly
Will you still feel as strong
Will you still long for weakness to come
It's a Chemical World
Not a candidate ever fails
Though you search for the Holy Grail
You're not going to find it
In the Chemical World
A sleeper train you can't escape
Fast overnight the ticker tape
Oh but in the morning
But in the morning haze
Will the market have turned
Will there be no more days left to trade
It's the Chemical World
And from the moment that it's embraced
It's the Chemical World
All the diamonds turn to paste
In the Chemical World
Yeah you think you'll look so pretty
It's gonna blow up in your face
It's just the time so slow to pass
It's just the d**g it doesn't last
