In my arms, and my legs,
And my hips, and my shoulders, and my neck,
To my feet, in my brain
Listen

Must I shout to be heard
Heard by you and your kind
In your offices all around
Listen

It's a weird feeling friend
And I can't understand it at all

Speak of me when I'm dead
With your hand on my face
All those memories that beset you
Where's the life
Listen

It's a weird feeling friend
And I don't wish it upon no one

In the morning when we'd wake
We'd go down to the place
And When we'd get there
We'd kick a ball
Kick a ball in our car