{spoken:} Thanks a lot, thanks a whole lot.



Lulu sends her friends

They cover the mouths with one hand

Well, I keep waiting here

Drifting around in a dark land

And the lone hunter

I push the staff and stick it





Chorus:

And I know there's a bell to crack

And I know there's a bell to crack







Well, I hear crosstalk now

Coming through the wire

One voice tells me yes

The other is a liar





Chorus:

And I know there's a bell to crack

I know there's gotta be one more bell to crack







Click-clack, joint, this thing is on my sleeve

All this mess around and I gotta clean it up

Okay, Mister Questions, you tell me, when are we gonna leave?

And can you design a heart––a heart that doesn't bleed?





Chorus:

I know there's gotta be one more bell to crack

I know there's gotta be one more bell to crack

Seen a bell, so I crack it

You just can't find good bells anymore!

Yah! Yah! Sure!

Tom Shane's a friend of mine!

I really like him––he's in the industry!

I know there's gotta be one more bell to crack

I know there's gotta be one more bell to crack