Yacht Dance - Live On 'The Old Grey Whistle Test'

We, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails upon the tops of the seas
 That would pull us down to the depths and crush us flat if given half a chance
 No need to look back to pictures of lost, when all was rust
 We, we will skim across the surface of the mud as if we're spinning pebbles
 Oh, in our yacht dance
 Oh, in our yacht dance
 We, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails upon the tops of the seas
 Made of people stained with scorn who never see the light of real love
 No need to look back through diaries of lost now turned to dust
 We, we will skate across the surface of the storm as if we're wheeling sea birds
 Oh, in our yacht dance
 Oh, in our yacht dance
 And how they'll be jealous of both of us
 In our yacht dance
 We, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails upon, upon the tops of the sea
 Made of people stained with scorn who never see the light of real love
 Oh, in our yacht dance
 Oh, in our yacht dance