My, my the clock in the sky is pounding away
and there’s so much to say
A face, a voice, an overdub has no choice
an image cannot rejoice
Wanting to be
To hear and to see
Flying to the sky
But the porpoise is laughing goodbye — goodbye
Goodbye — goodbye — goodbye
Clicks, clacks riding the backs of giraffes for laughs
Is alright for awhile
The ego sings of castles and kings and things
that go with a life of style
Wanting to feel
To know what is real
Living is a lie
But the porpoise is waiting goodbye — goodbye
Goodbye — goodbye — goodbye