Wander through five seconds

Wander through five seconds.

One?
I strolled it baby, I really did,
I absolutely honest to God just drifted through that tight, white
ribbon,
I saw a rainbow on my shoulder through a snowstorm of roses from the
crowd,
It was a doddle, a scrambled egg in a tornado, a teenage temper caught
between a chopper's blades.
The pay rise is in the bank, the bank is a sky-rise, the sky is the
limit,
There is no limit, da-da da deedada there's no limit, I'm on Top of the
Pops, on top of the world,
I punch a cloud.
It gives me five.