Sweet

And if they fade we might see them better Cause as they are we can't see them at all It's a parade with a band and a boat full of sound A mechanical monkey that walks on a ball And they're passing by and the crowd is crying ... rah And they're stopping waving To the people raving ... rah Here comes a float with a shimmering mermaid Kisses are blown to the folks one and all Riding a goat is a lizard in formal attire Cracking its whip as the ticker tape falls And the wind is crying and the cloth is flying ... rah And they're stopping waving To the people raving ... rah And so they fade and everything's better And I don't care if I see them at all Back to the place where the sun never shines on their skin Back to their place in the shadows they crawl And they're passing by and the crowd is crying ... rah And they're stopping waving To the people raving ... rah And the wind is crying and the cloth is flying ... rah And they're passing by And the crowd is crying ... rah