They will take him apart when he's dead,
Cause he's soaring through
four impredictable games that they play
that can seal all our sad hearts away
All through the atmosphere,
He's got a very unusual head
They will take him apart when he's dead
Everything he's got to say
But he's wallowing, hollow
And barely can get through the day
But he's coming back again
Yeah, he's rambling, scrambling,
getting his ducks in a row
We'll be am bling, gambling,
this time the whole thing will go
Up through the atmosphere
They will take him apart when he's dead
And his very unusual head
And his very unusual head
Surely take him apart when he's dead
And his very unusual head