[00:00.00]Please trip them gently  they don't like to fall  Oh by jingo
[00:12.85]There's no room for anger  we're all very small  Oh by jingo
[00:24.85]We're painting our faces and dressing in thoughts from the skies  from paradise
[00:37.15]But they think that we're holding a secretive ball
[00:43.08]Won't someone invite them
[00:46.07]They're just taller children  that's all  after all
[01:01.21]Man is an obstacle  sad as the clown  Oh by jingo
[01:13.31]So hold on to nothing  and he won't let you down  Oh by jingo
[01:25.22]Some people are marching together and some on their own
[01:33.44]Quite alone
[01:37.53]Others are running  the smaller ones crawl
[01:42.96]But some sit in silence  they're just older children
[01:50.38]That's all  after all
[02:25.21]I sing with impertinence  shading impermanent chords
[02:33.53]With my words
[02:37.41]I've borrowed your time and I'm sorry I called
[02:42.90]But the thought just occurred that we're nobody's children at all  after all
[03:12.45]After all  after all