I hear the bells
Down in the canyon, it's
Snow in New York

Some blue December, I'm
Gone to the moon
Without you, girl, and I'm

Calling to you
Throughout the world and well I can
Hear the bells are

Ringing joyful and triumphant and

I hear the bells

They are like emeralds, and
Glints in the night
Commas and ampersands

Your moony face
So inaccessible
Your inner mind

So inexpressible




I'm seeking girls
In sales and marketing

Let's go make out
Up in the balcony
Lyrics

Your business dress
So businesslike and I'm
Tossing the blouse

Over a chairback and

You snooze, you lose

Well I have snost and lost
I'm pushing through
I'll disregard the cost

I hear the bells
So fascinating and
I'll slug it out

I'm sick of waiting