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 *