Picnic On the Edge

He's another slim man taking chances with her Dancing right angles, order on circles Wrapped in cheap linen and she's crippled with hurt Posh city life, causing a stir Picnic on the edge Picnic on the edge Picnic on the edge Picnic on the edge Broken all the rules, made a faux pas Taking liberties with his drunken behaviour Sitting in a foxhole having a kiss and a cuddle Immune to all the critics, living in a bubble Picnic on the edge Picnic on the edge Picnic on the edge Picnic on the edge Life continues on, pleasant intervals Gets really angry, smashes up the walls She calls her mummy, he's a fucking psycho New day arrives, reenact the cycle Picnic on the edge Picnic on the edge Picnic on the edge Picnic on the edge Picnic on the edge Picnic on the edge Picnic on the edge Picnic on the edge Ooh, na na na Ooh, na na na Ooh, na na na Ooh, na na na Ooh, na na na Ooh, na na na Ooh, na na na Ooh, na na na Ooh