Sometimes late

when things are real

and people share the gift of gab

between themselves



Some are quick to take the bait

and catch the perfect prize

that waits among the shells



but Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man

That he didn't, didn't already have

and Cause never was the reason for the evening

or the tropic of Sir Galahad



So please Believe in me

When I say I'm spinning round, ruond, ruond, tround

Smoke glass stained bright colors

Image going down, down, down, down

soapsud green like bubbles



Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man

That he didn't, didn't already have

and Cause never was the reason for the evening

or the tropic of Sir Galahad



So please believe in me

When I say I'm spinning round, ruond, ruond, tround

Smoke glass stained bright colors

Image going down, down, down, down

soapsud green like bubbles



No, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man

That he didn't, didn't already have

and Cause never was the reason for the evening

or the tropic of Sir Galahad



So please believe in me