Good morning...good morning...
Hey ho the cock will crow
An opening eye
A peeping toe
All the world is waking up & coming true now...
I propose a buttered toast to marmalade
Instead of going back to bed
Until you hear the bell
You know the show must go on
s'what the showman said
or else the night may never come again
if the clock's on strike as well
ding dong bell
but who cares how
time to follow the path
right down the straight & narrow
But fears & tears
& how many years gone who knows where…
And the poor & the war and the jaws of death!
Who asked for more?
It's you. It's me. We ask for more!
We gonna get... it pretty soon now if we let it...
But its THEM they say
The great grey THEY!
But who are they but us & me & you too
EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK ITS YOU
ME MULTIPLIED BY YOU
ITS NOTHING NEW
So love yr lady love yr man
& asking for nothing in return...
cuz in your face the human race
is happening in some funny place
well...no man can explain it
cuz it such a crazy old planet
maybe soon there won't be anyone left on it
Now dreamin' a dream
That everything I'm saying
Doesn't mean what it seems to mean
Doesn't seem what it seems to be
I'M GOIN CRAZY!!
Why do you burn, oh man you should know
That everything is sure to change
If you could simply smile
You'll end up laughing at yourself...