Day after day alone on the hill
The man with the foolish grin
Is keeping perfectly still
but nobody wants to know him
They can see that he's just a fool
And he never gives an answer
but the fool on the hill
* See the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning 'round
Well on his way his head in cloud
The man of a thousand voices
talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
or the sound he appears to make
And he never seems to notice
but the fool on the hill
( * )
And nobody seems to like him
They can
