There's a hole in my hat, shows a near misgracing
My scalp and my hand are the only injuries I'll stand if I can
When I fall forget me,
Will you respond if, I float in yes, welcome me back with a marching band
There's a hole in the o
(Zones or lives were)worth giving, up and when I do now, won't you please forgive me,
It's known that I've lost, cause in a way well I've been winning
Will you respond if I limp in, welcome me back with a marching band
There's a part of you, that can't help but to see right through, this part of me,
And so when I go around round and I hit the town, and when I can't be found, then you wait for sounds.
Well it's over you, you're under me and, if it's the way it should be, then I won't bother.
A point of you (of view), is a point of me, so when you hear a loud sound that means
I'm back from town now
(All this night) is on my side?
Ooh like a sitting dog, floating like a swan and flying like a dove
Ooh la like a sitting dog, floating like a swan and it's (so afterthought)
There's a toll at the bridge, if I'll pay I'm giving in and, if I don't, then I can always swim and with wings I could fly, and avoid the risk of sinking.
Will you respond if I float in, by now I've forgotten how to use my fins
There's a part of you, that can't help but to see right through, this part of me.
And so when I go around loud, and I hit the town, and when it can?t be found found then you wait for sounds.
Well it's over you, you're under me and, if it's the way it should be, then I won't bother.
A point of you (of view), is a point of me, tell me when you hear a loud sound that means
I'm back from town now.
I rarely get to feel you, no I hardly ever feel in place?
Like a sitting dog, floating like a swan and flying like a dove.
Ooh la la, it's my fault in law
In the corner like a dunce it's oh so conscious thought.