Lyrics:

Beachcombers in dozens

On raging walls (?)

Sun, salt, and sea

Walkin' down the halls

I'm wondering where

The murdering town

I'm beating a hundred

From way down below

There's a place you could call me

Out in Ohio

You're down in the numbers

You're listed forty-five

You heard and you answered

�I'm not dead, I'm alive�

You'll walk on a tightrope

Wear the suit of a clown

You rear back in anger

Don't forget there's no answer

Watch your feet and where they're goin'

Don't forget you're a dancer