Ghastly protector   Save me from this waste   He's drifting asleep faster   Drowning the waves of rye      Spinnin' round the ballroom floor   Round and round the ballroom floor   Never seen but always saught after   After, after      Ghastly protector   Save me from this waste   He shakes me up like no other   Laughing in my face   He's mouthing off like a bastard   Drowning in those waves of rye      Spinnin' round the ballroom floor   Round and round the ballroom floor   Never seen but always saught after   After, after      Heaven is a ballroom   With high celings   Filled with white balloons   And smoke machines