Did you say we lost our clipper?
Did you say our turn is done?
No more packets from your princess?
No more wild and crazy fun?
I’ve got to see tall clippers
I’ve got to sing and shout
I want to carry on—as if my time was running out
I’ve got to roar with laughter—and ponder how you blow
While the ice cakes keep a’cracklin’
And it seems you’re lost in snow
I want them lights in my daily mail
I don’t mind if I do
Remember my address?
Could you send me one?—maybe two?
Red Jacket’s gone?
And Dancing Wave?
Guiding Star, as well?
Then what of Golden Era?
Oh my god!—this is hell!
Goodbye to Love romancing
And her nutty feathered flock
Goodbye to all the laughter
I really miss that shock
Goodbye to daily love letters
Could they come back to me?
Surely you remember my address
So gee—I mean—couldja?
Couldja see?
Gee.
Did you say we lost our clipper? Did you say our turn is done? No more packets from your princess? No more wild and crazy fun? I’ve got to see tall clippers I’ve got to sing and shout I want to carry on—as if my time was running out I’ve got to roar with laughter—and ponder how you blow While the ice cakes keep a’cracklin’ And it seems you’re lost in snow I want them lights in my daily mail I don’t mind if I do Remember my address? Could you send me one?—maybe two? Red Jacket’s gone? And Dancing Wave? Guiding Star, as well? Then what of Golden Era? Oh my god!—this is hell! Goodbye to Love romancing And her nutty feathered flock Goodbye to all the laughter I really miss that shock Goodbye to daily love letters Could they come back to me? Surely you remember my address So gee—I mean—couldja? Couldja see? Gee.
Bill Adams [paraphrased]