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One more of those great songs I may have heard ages ago and had completely forgotten until my mind — for some strange reason of its own (not mine) — suddenly started playing it again over and over at top volume on the private radio I use as a head (that's one lousy pun). And since I'm not there, but way out splashing around in the pool, I'm kindly obliging so I won't collapse (hence the phrase “to be out of one's mind”).
Ey@elOoh, ooh
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
But there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Way out in the water
See it swimmin'
I was swimmin' in the Caribbean
Animals were hiding behind the rock
Except the little fish
But they told me, he swears
Tryin' to talk to me koi koy
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Way out in the water
See it swimmin'
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
If there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Way out in the water
See it swimmin'
Ooh
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Ooh
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Ooh
Ooh
Original text by BLACK FRANCIS
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