One two three four Wakey wakey Rise and shine It's on again, off again, on again Watch me fall Like domino's In pretty patterns Fingers in the blackbird pie I'm tingling tingling tingling It's what you feel now What you ought to, what you ought to Reasonable and sensible Dead from the neck up Because I'm stuffed, stuffed, stuffed We thought you had it in you But no, no, no For no real reason Squeeze the tubes and empty bottles Take a bow take a bow take a bow It's what you feel now What you ought to What you ought to An elephant thats in the room is Tumbling tumbling tumbling In duplicate and duplicate Plastic bags and Duplicate and triplicate Dead from the neck up Guess I'm stuffed, stuffed, stuffed We thought you had it in you But no, no, no Exactly where do you get off Is enough is enough is enough I love you but enough is enough, enough A last stop There's no real reason