Lyrics
The more you more, the less you more
The other way is on the floor
The other side is far behind
The do and thing is all a lie
The no you yes, the yes you no
The less you more and have is go
My other try is big and wide
To have a yes and more is mine
The where is you, the when is me
Hanging from a Christmas tree
Your place is he, my answer's who
Another way to ask how are you
Mine is yours, I cannot lie
Make me eat a pumpkin pie
The time is then, I don't know when
Never now and never again
Blue is green, and two is three
Our ears are and eyes are full of bees
Your hands are cold, you're getting old
Our ears are and eyes are full of bees
Our ears and eyes, they start to bleed
Probably because of bees
I hear the sound, a buzz abound
Hear it coming from the trees