There's a hole in my hat, shows a near miss grazing my scalp and my hand are the only injuries I'll stand if I can When I fall forget me... Will you respond if I float in yes, welcome me back with a marching band. There's a hole in the ozone, so life's worth giving up and when I do now won't you please forgive me, It's not that I've lost, cause in a way well I've been winning. Will you respond if I limp in, welcome me back with a marching band. There's part of you that can't help but to see right through, this part of me, And so when I go around round and I hit the town, and when I can't be found, then you wait for sounds. Well it's over you you're under me and, if it's the way it should be, then I won't bother. Your point of you, is the point in me, so when you hear a loud sound that means I'm back from town now. All this light is on my side. Ooh like a sitting duck, floating like a swan and flying like a dove. Ooh la like a sitting duck, floating like a swan and its all afterthought. There's a toll at the bridge, if I pay I'm giving in and, if I don't, then I can always swim, with wings I could fly, and avoid the risk of sinking. Will you respond if I float in, by now I've forgotten how to use my fins. There's a part of you, that can't help but to see right through this part of me. And so when I go around round, and I hit the town, and when I cant be found found then you wait for sounds. Well it's over you, you're under me and, if it's the way it should be, then I won't bother. Your point of view, is a point in me, so when you hear a loud sound that means I'm back from town now. I rarely get to feel, you know I hardly ever feel in place? Like a sitting duck, floating like a swan and flying like a dove. Ooh la la, it's my faulty love. In the corner like a dunce it's all self conscious thought.