Hey the living mask 

Is around to amuse your mind

He takes short delights 

And special rights


Mirror of the times,

He looks well tonight

No one's below himself

A puppet show

The happy clown 


Hey the retrò mask

He acts upon his needs

He will take the best

As a normal thing 


Never shown his soul

He believes in peace

No one's below himself

No-where, now-here

Got more friends than we have 


Hey the living mask

Appears and disappears

When it suits him well

Within no fears 

Oh my little boy

If he's about to make that noise

Don't let him play

His foolish game

Again'n'again