Please trip them gently
They don't like to fall
(Oh by jingo)
There's no room for anger
We're all very small
(Oh by jingo)
We're painting our faces and dressing in thoughts from sky
From paradise
They think that we're holding a secretive ball
Won't someone invite them
They're just taller children
That's all
Man is an obstacle that's sad as the clown
(Oh by jingo)
So hold onto nothing and they won't let you down
(Oh by jingo)
Some people are marching together and some on their own
Quite alone
Others are running
The smaller ones crawl
But some sit in silence
They're just older children
That's all
(After all)
I sing with impertinence
Shading impermanent chords with my words
I've borrowed your time and I'm sorry I called
But the thought just occurred we're nobody's children at all
(After all)
Live to your rebirth and do what you will
(Oh by jingo)
Forget all I've said
Please bear me no ill
(Oh by jingo)
After all
After all
After all
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