Onward! And Onward! And Onward I goWhere no man before could be
bothered to goTill the soles of my shoes are shot full of
holesAnd it's all downhill with a bulletThis ramblin'
and rovin' has taken its courseI'm grazing with the
dinosaurs and the dear old horsesAnd the city streets crack and
a great hole forcesMe down with my soapbox, my pulpitThe the
theatre ceiling is silver star-spangledAnd the coins in my
pocket go jingle-jangleThere's a man in the theatre with
girlish eyesWho's holding my childhood to ransomOn the
screen there's a death, there's a rustle of clothAnd a
sickly voice calling me handsomeThere's a man in the theatre
with sly girlish eyesOn the screen there's an ape, a
gorillaThere's a groan, there's a cough, there's
a rustle of clothAnd a voice that stinks of death and
vanillaThis is a secret, mauled and mangledAnd the coins in my
pocket go jingle-jangleThe walls of the ceiling are painted in
bloodThe lights go down, the red curtains come apartThe room is
full of smoke and dialogue I know by heartAnd the coins in my
pocket jingle-jangleAs the great screen crackled and poppedThe
clock of my boyhood was wound down and stoppedAnd my handsome
little body oddly proppedAnd my trousers right down to my
anklesYes, it's onward! And upward!And I'm off to
find loveDo you love me? If you do, I'm thankfulThis city
is an ogre squatting by the riverIt gives life but it takes it
away, my youthThere comes a time when you just cannot
deliverThis is a fact. This is a stone cold truth.Do you love
me?I love you, handsomeBut do you love me?Yes, I love you, you
are handsomeAmongst the cogs and the wires, my youthVanilla
breath and handsome apes with girlish eyesDreams that roam
between truth and untruthMemories that become monstrous liesSo
onward! And Onward! And Onward I go!Onward! And Upward! And
I'm off to find loveWith blue-black braclets on my wrists
and anklesAnd the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle