Steve Laurie

Lyrics

Someone’s got a little problem
They come and whisper in your ear
A little dose of innuendo
A rumour that’s never cleared
Fe-fi-fo fumble, the ball is up in the air
Where it lands in someone else hands on a journey through a troubled land

Someone’s got a bigger problem
They moved the lines on the map
Took away some of your reflex
Left alone and under attack
Fe-fi-fo fumble, the ball is up in the air
Where it lands is where you stand; hear the trumpet of the marching band

Someone’s got another problem
They dragged you into their dance
They’re marching you around in a circle
Putting war paint onto your face
Fe-fi-fo fumble, the ball is up in the air
Where it lands is where you stand on the soil of a foreign land