Sing, sing
Who's that stomping all over my face
Where's that silhouette I'm trying to trace
And who's putting sponge in the bells I once rung
And taking my gypsy before she's begun
Just singing and a dreaming of what's in my mind
Before I can take home what's rightfully mine
Joinin' and listenin' and talkin' in rhymes
Stoppin' the feeling to wait for the times
Who's saying baby, that don't mean a thing
'Cause nowadays Clancy can't even sing
Sing, sing
Who's all hung-up on that happiness thing
Who's trying to tune all the bells that he rings
And who's in the corner and down on the floor
With pencil and paper just counting the score
Who's trying to act like he's just in between
The line isn't black if you know that it's green
Don't bother looking, you're too blind to see
Who's coming on like he wanted to be
Who's saying baby, that don't mean a thing
'Cause nowadays Clancy can't even sing
Sing, sing
Who's coming home on the old nine to five
Who's got the feeling here to keep him alive
Though havin' it, sharin' it ain't quite the same
It ain't no gold nugget, you can't lay a claim
Who's seeing eyes through the cracks in the floor
There it is baby, don't you worry no more
Who should be sleepin' but is writing this song
Wishin' and a-hopin' he weren't so damned wrong
Who's saying baby, that don't mean a thing
'Cause nowadays Clancy can't even sing
Who's saying baby, that don't mean a thing
'Cause nowadays Clancy can't even sing
Even sing, even sing
