There's a hole in my hat, shows a near miss 
grazing my scalp and my hand 
are the only injuries I'll stand if I can 
When I fall forget me... 
Will you respond if I float in yes, 
 [bad word] me back with a marching band. 
There's a hole in the ozone, so life's worth giving up and 
when I do now won't you please forgive me, 
It's not that I've lost, cause in a way well I've been winning. 
Will you respond if I limp in, [bad word] me back with a marching band. 
There's part of you that can't help but to see right through, this part of me, 
And so when I go around round and I hit the town, and when I can't be found, then you wait for sounds. 
Well it's over you you're under me and, if it's the way it should be, then I won't bother. 
Your point of you, is the point in me, so when you hear a loud sound that means I'm back from town now. 
All this light is on my side. 
Ooh like a sitting duck, floating like a swan and flying like a dove. 
Ooh la like a sitting duck, floating like a swan and its all afterthought. 
There's a toll at the bridge, if I pay I'm giving in and, if I don't, then I can always swim, with wings I could fly, and avoid the risk of sinking. 
Will you respond if I float in, by now I've forgotten how to use my fins. 
There's a part of you, that can't help but to see right through this part of me. 
And so when I go around round, and I hit the town, and when I cant be found found then you wait for sounds. 
Well it's over you, you're under me and, if it's the way it should be, then I won't bother. 
Your point of view, is a point in me, so when you hear a loud sound that means I'm back from town now. 
I rarely get to feel, you know I hardly ever feel in place? 
Like a sitting duck, floating like a swan and flying like a dove. 
Ooh la la, it's my faulty love. 
In the corner like a dunce it's all self conscious thought.