A pistol shot, at five oclock, the bells of heaven ring, Tell me what you done it for, no I wont tell you a thing. Yesterday I begged you before I hit the ground, All I leave behind me is only what I found.
If you can abide it, let the hurdy-gurdy play, Stranger ones have come by here before they flew away. I will not condemn you nor yet would I deny, I would ask the same of you, but failing, will not die.
Take up your china doll, take up your china doll, Its only fractured and just a little nervous from the fall. La-la-la-la-la-la-la.