He`s Dead

I wake up every day but I don't want it that way 'Cos me and them we like to get out Take my thoughts to the roundabout You do in your head Oh what you do in your head He said I had the look of a son Oh if he is dead He said he had a horrible house I looked in and learned to shut my mouth With all the love and poison of London Oh what you do in your head Oh if he is dead You do in your head You'll do in your head Oh, I'll watch you do in your head Oh, if he is dead