And the ring is golden
And the gate stands open
And the lilies of the valley
And the girl is more than shrewd
And this place is such a scoop
And the crowd looks up

To your marble tower
To the jolts from your silver [bad word] To the sweets gone sour

You're the perpetrator
You're the escalator and 
You're southbound
So southbound
But [bad word] down
You're a lunaroma
With a gloom diploma
And the crowd stands up

To your marble tower
To the jolts from your silver [bad word] To the sweets gone sour
To the torch going out
To the song of a lemon flower
To the strong pursuits

Time won't listen
Time won't listen
Time in time will make you listen