Hey the living mask
Is around to amuse your mind
He takes short delights

And special rights

Mirror of the times,

He looks well tonight
No one's below himself
A puppet show

The happy clown

Hey the retrò mask

He acts upon his needs
He will take the best
As a normal thing


Never shown his soul
He believes in peace

No one's below himself
No-where, now-here
Got more friends than we have


Hey the living mask
Appears and disappears

When it suits him well
Within no fears
Oh my little boy

If he's about to make that noise
Don't let him play
His foolish game

Again'n'again