People passing by
Saying something nice
Sometimes it can
just be plainly weird
And your eye can fall
To see just what they are
Fleshy animals with not too much hair

Oozing on through time
Four to four blocks bound
On a spiral in the center of their universe
Oooh don’t fuss about it

So if daily life
Makes you lie awake at night
And counting wooly sheep doesn’t bring relief
A poky elbow at your side
Will help you remind
A fleshy animal is a glint

Cruising on through time
Four to four blocks bound
on a spiral in the center of their universe Ooh don’t fuss about it