It's a perfect mystery How becomes a tree a tree But there's something telling me That Nothing is for nothing is for Nothing is for only one lifetime Learning to be
Cops at the door No cops at the door Cops at the door No cops at the door
What a surprise! She looked in the cupboard And found the eyes In the suitcase
On the Isle of Everywhere It becomes a man to share All and everything he cares for Everyone is everybody else is Slowly melting themselves Together again
Look up in the air The Octave Doctor's there! And when he strokes his gong Your middle eye comes on
What a surprise! She looked around for Zero But he'd lost his eyes In a fruitcake
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