I was awake when you said hate
What you’d do with that cane
File away, file away, filing it away into your books
My friend you put me down
Way, way, way too far down…
A twang is a thang
And a gang is strange
Just keep on Filing Away
Just keep on Filing it Away
I was breakin’ down
Nobody pays attention to the sounds
Song birds hearing all of what they want to
Nobody here listening to the thickening plot
Just a singin’ and a dancin’ like my Penguin friend here…
A March is a start
And world is a girl
Just keep on Filing Away
Just keep on Filing it Away.
