[Post-Chorus: Gerry Cinnamon]
What have you done, son?
Sold your soul to the demon
Dance like a dafty for a bag of snow
Where will you run, son, when the joke gets old?
[Chorus]
And as I stand here in the company of strangers
Messed up circle in a room of squares
I stand alone dreaming of a world without nightmares
But what do you care?
La-di-da-da, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Da-da-da-da, la-di-da-da-da
[Post-Chorus]
What have you done, son
Sold your soul to the demon
Dance like a dafty for a bag of snow
Where will you run, son, when the joke gets old?
[Chorus]
And as I stand here in the company of strangers
Messed up circle in a room of squares
I stand alone dreaming
Of a world without nightmares
But what do you care?
La-di-da-da, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Da-da-da-da, la-di-da-da-da
