Thank goodness, the yellow ball is hanging from the rope If it weren't there, well I really don't think I could cope Oh no, it's now the red ball swinging in the breeze My hands tense up, I start to sweat, my whole body's in a freeze
Oh what relief, I can see now the yellow ball shining like the sun At least for now, just for a short while, I can really have some fun But just as I thought, the red ball has come and displaced my yellow friend My anxiety returns, my calm has now come to an abrupt end
All those emotions sparked by coloured balls of complete irrelevance The relief, the anxiety, the calmness, and then so tense Just like a smoker whose emotions constantly whirl and spin Around irrelevant, useless sticks that hang above their chin