Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please, believe in me
And catch the perfect prize that waits among the shelves
Some are quick to take the bait

Oz never did give nothing to the Tin-man
So please, believe in me
No, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin-man
And 'cause never was the reason for the evenin'
Soapsud green like bubbles
Smoke glass stain'd bright colors
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
That he didn't, didn't already have
And 'cause never was the reason for the evenin'
Smoke glass stain'd bright colors

Soapsud green like bubbles

So please, believe in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Image going down, down, down, down

But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin-man

That he didn't, didn't already have
Image going down, down, down, down
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round

That he didn't, didn't already have
And 'cause never was the reason for the evenin'