Hey, go, quick, be off, be sinking
Lown down whale, the navy wing
It clears out congested arenas
They sell rocking host balloons
And they're celebrating, children
And the weeping circus
And the smoking-nosed robot
Tasted [unverified] blackens the sticks
Like clowns from a fire, the albatross winks
Faked to the back goes right wing shield all in a day's work
We met at one of the Kinks, yeah
We could come from the inner circle
Of the dry [unverified] until it is just one trap
One threaded [unverified]