My, my, the clock in the sky is pounding away

There's so much to say

A face, a voice, an overdub has no choice

And it cannot rejoice



Wanting to see, to know and to be

Crying to the sky

And the porpoise is waiting good-bye, good-bye

good-bye, good-bye, good-bye



Clicks, clacks

Riding the backs of giraffes for laughs is alright for a while

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

And the porpoise is laughing good-bye, good-bye

Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye

Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye

Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye