[Verse 1]
Who's that stomping all over my face?
Where's that silhouette
I'm trying to trace?
Who's putting sponge in the bells I once rung
And taking my gypsy before she's begun
To singing the meaning of what's in my mind
Before I can take home what's rightfully mine
Joining and listening and talking in rhymes
Stopping the feeling to wait for the times

[Chorus]
Who's saying baby, that don't mean a thing
Because nowadays Clancy can't even sing

[Verse 2]
And who's all hung-up on that happiness thing?
Who's trying to tune all the bells that he rings?
And who's in the corner and down on the floor
With pencil and paper just counting the score?
And who's trying to act like he's just in between?
The line isn't black, if you know that it's green
Don't bother looking, you're too blind to see
Who's coming on like he wanted to be

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
And who's coming home on the old nine-to-five?
Who's got the feeling that he came alive
Though having it, sharing it ain't quite the same
It ain't no gold nugget, you can't lay a claim
Who's seeing eyes through the crack
In the floor There it is baby
Don't you worry no more
Who should be sleeping, but is writing this song
Wishing and a-hoping he weren't so damned wrong

[Chorus]