My, my, the clock in the sky is pounding away There's so much to say A face, a voice, an overdub has no choice And it cannot rejoice Wanting to see, to know and to be Crying to the sky And the porpoise is waiting good-bye, good-bye good-bye, good-bye, good-bye Clicks, clacks Riding the backs of giraffes for laughs is alright for a while The ego sings of castles and kings and things That go with a life of style Wanting to feel, to know what is real Living is a lie And the porpoise is laughing good-bye, good-bye Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye