There is a stain on the Sun
It could be trouble for everyone
As we drift along in space
To the drone of the commonplace

Do you think about it?
Do you ever think about it?

Tighten up your grip
And pray to god that no-one slips
As we drift along in space
To the sound of the marketplace

Do you think about it?
Do you ever think about it?

Do you think about it?
(There's a stain on the Sun)
Do you ever think about it?
(There's a stain on the Sun)
Do you think about it?
(There's a stain on the Sun)
Do you ever think?