Lyrics:

Chorus:
Coming into column nation is a gracious thing
A stirring and a whirring and a broken widow(er)'s pain;
It's causing easy ought to just leave a lust alone
But when a friend has shrunken skin where do you throw the bone?
(Do you throw the bone?)
(The matter that's been spoken to's a fragrant little thing
It's open and was known to need a token diamond ring.)

Young Girl:
Investing space without a place;
Confusing grace with outer space

Chorus:
To please the breeze you freeze the seize
Combat disease and bend the knees;
And if explicit matters naught
Extend the grin -- but don't get caught
Now Uncle Remus, Uncle Remus, where have you been we say
We saw the end of Uncle mend and turn into into today
But now they say there's room no more for such a friendly friendly whore

Uncle Remus:
Yes, Easter Island isn't my land coming home once more

Chorus:
But a sentence existing inside of a rhyme
Is only just a token left spoken in time

Uncle Remus:
Can tomorrow be more than the end of today?

Young Girl:
Or do posies just bloom for the feel of a may?
Investing space without a place;
Confusing grace with outer space

Chorus:
The way is a never for severing two
(For) beginnings are endings for all but a few