Text: Zero 7. The Garden. This Fine Social Scene.

Blossom lipped ladies and men with a gleam in their eyes
Fat happy babies sit on their born thin mother's thighs
Picture a vow
Picture well

I couldn't see the cracks in this fine social scene
I couldn't find the fault with this whole pantomime

All others laughing the jokes by the host
He's no man

All others dancing in couples to these session bands
Wearing smiles
Hot colt 45s

I couldn't see the cracks in this fine social scene
I couldn't find the fault with this whole pantomime