Little man Joe's only five foot small
Thick black glasses and magnified eyes
Waxed back hair, it must have took some care----
He went to the war in '39
Worked on the railways all the rest of the time
Tears in his eyes, shows in our pride--, pride---
Way over the hill
I can see
People like me
I can see
People like me
Intro
Crazy Larry's got a bag of balloons
With a queue of children in front of him
Making animals, he doesn't charge a dime---
He gives them to the passers-by
But he doesn't charge, they don't realise
He just likes to see the light in their eyes---, eyes---
Chorus
And it's just too late
And it's just too late
And it's just too late
And it's just too late
Chorus *