i have been poisoned by lead And from this one pencil it's spread And now it's seeped into the thread Of all my black clothes Get back in the white panel van Reshuffle the old master plan For we are the Flying Dutchmen And that's all we know This is the end of the half-written tale Of a man and the cake and the rain How now dark cloud? I got a lazy eye Attached to a lazy mind Attached to a lazy guy Adrift on the sea And these are the dispatches No sequence, all mismatches All tied up in small batches Left under a tree You had your fun and had love put aside Been crushed by the tumblin' tide How now dark cloud? Wake up Miss Mysterious And the slideshow projectionist And we will all swing from the truss Until the dawn So this is the end of the half-written tale Of a man and the cake and the rain How now dark cloud?