Onward! And Onward! And Onward I go

Where no man before could be bothered to go

Till the soles of my shoes are shot full of holes

And it's all downhill with a bullet

This ramblin' and rovin' has taken its course

I'm grazing with the dinosaurs and the dear old horses

And the city streets crack and a great hole forces

Me down with my soapbox, my pulpit

The the theatre ceiling is silver star-spangled

And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle



There's a man in the theatre with girlish eyes

Who's holding my childhood to ransom

On the screen there's a death, there's a rustle of cloth

And a sickly voice calling me handsome

There's a man in the theatre with sly girlish eyes

On the screen there's an ape, a gorilla

There's a groan, there's a cough, there's a rustle of cloth

And a voice that stinks of death and vanilla

This is a secret, mauled and mangled

And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle



The walls of the ceiling are painted in blood

The lights go down, the red curtains come apart

The room is full of smoke and dialogue I know by heart

And the coins in my pocket jingle-jangle

As the great screen crackled and popped

The clock of my boyhood was wound down and stopped

And my handsome little body oddly propped

And my trousers right down to my ankles

Yes, it's onward! And upward!

And I'm off to find love

Do you love me? If you do, I'm thankful



This city is an ogre squatting by the river

It gives life but it takes it away, my youth

There comes a time when you just cannot deliver

This is a fact. This is a stone cold truth.

Do you love me?

I love you, handsome

But do you love me?

Yes, I love you, you are handsome

Amongst the cogs and the wires, my youth

Vanilla breath and handsome apes with girlish eyes

Dreams that roam between truth and untruth

Memories that become monstrous lies

So onward! And Onward! And Onward I go!

Onward! And Upward! And I'm off to find love

With blue-black braclets on my wrists and ankles

And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle