[Introduction]
Ya just grin,
Again,
And grow up, well
Drobbie drolls ya chop chop
Drobbie drolls ya drop drop, away.
Drobbie drolls ya chop chop
Drobbie drolls ya drop drop, away.
There goes Pathos,
Picking red scabs from false teeth.
Rusted scissors,
Wrapped in a new paper sling.
How goes the saying?
Some will say that the show just goes on.
The show don't go on,
After obscuring the dawn.
Drobbie drolls ya chop chop
Drobbie drolls ya drop drop, away.
Drobbie drolls ya chop chop
Drobbie drolls ya drop drop, away.
Stagnant water,
Seeping through a dull plumbers dreams.
Long ago forgotten, woah
Stopped it congealing to freeze.
What was he thinking, Hell he wasn't.
When he jumped down their headlong.
I hear him saying, [Do you guys hear him saying?]
He keeps saying he ain't gonna go on, a-go on.
A-go on.
Go on.
[Musical Interlude With Solo And Background Vocal]
And grow up.
You're so easily distracted.
Like a cripple keeps down on their knees.
And you're a real show stopper [Don't'cha know it?]
You're three rings drawn on the concrete.
You're most feel sorry but you shouldn't.
Because the show just goes on.
The show don't go on after that black curtain's been drawn.
A-been drawn.
A-been drawn.
[Second Solo Interlude With Foreground Vocal]
[Slows And Fades To Ending]