Zebedee Vortex - Hacky Sack Lyrics

Low flying hacky sack, Speeding round your head
If it makes contact, it will taste like lead
Low flying hacky sack, capital in there
Low flying hacky sack, over five is rare
Low flying hacky sack, a weekend diversion
Low flying hacky sack

Chorus:
(no guitar at all, just drums!) I came into the room and all I could hear was... x4

2nd verse (same chords as 1st)

Low flying hacky sack, careering to your chest
If it hammers you, you'll be in a mess
Oh, I'm not playing if it goes any further
Kick it in the air like a Socialist Worker
All our fun today is down to our low flying hacky sack

Chorus
Solo (verse chords)

Middle section
Low flying hacky sack x4
Low flying hacky sack, low flying hacky sack x4

Thanks to saintseiya23 for adding these lyrics