I don't have anything left to give you now

I see the people asleep on the rocks

I've got a friend now but he never talks

Hey, Mister Robertson, don't say that it's [bad word] 
I put my whole head whole within it

Within it the whole head in the hole

Hey, Mister Bryan, yeah

I bought some cereal but forgot to buy milk

I've got my eyes

Hey, Mister Robertson, don't say that it's [bad word] for him

No one will see me as long as I'm still

I saw you right there up on Mockingbird Hill

But it seems so unlikely, it seems too good to be [bad word] 
That the one she revealed was exactly like you

When the [bad word] 
I don't have anything

I don't, I don't have anything left to give you now

I don't, no, I don't have anything left to give you now

Wait by the gate

Look for the stone

Follow the road that leads

All the visions of children in the trees

When the [bad word] 
Wait by the gate

Crack the stone

When the [bad word] 
Angels in the sky

They shoot through the moon

Crack the stone back to you