My pencil is dull, my pencil is dull
There's not much lead left in my pencil
My marker ran dry, all the vandals got high
And there's not much lead left in my pencil
There's not an activity at all
There's no wheels a-turnin' in my skull
In my skull, in my skull

Oh, oh, oh
I'm in love with Jacques Cousteau
You take me deeper than I ever go
And that's the reason why I'll leave you
Oh, oh, oh
Makin' love when we've just begun
I need assistance from your aqualung
And that's the reason why I'll leave you

And, oh, my mystery man
You're so oh, oh, oh
You're so provocative, so underground
And I never wanna see your face
You're so oh, oh, oh
You come invisible to paint the town

My pencil is dull, my pencil is dull
There's not much lead left in my pencil
My marker ran dry, all the vandals got high
And there's not much lead left in my pencil
There's not an activity at all
There's no wheels a-turnin' in my skull
In my skull, in my skull