Onward! And Onward! And Onward I go   Where no man before could be bothered to go   Till the soles of my shoes are shot full of holes   And it's all downhill with a bullet   This ramblin' and rovin' has taken it's course   I'm grazing with the dinosaurs and the dear old horses   And the city streets crack and a great hole forces   Me down with my soapbox, my pulpit   The theatre ceiling is silver star spangled   And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle      Do you love me?   Do you love me?   Do you love me?   Do you love me?      There's a man in the theatre with girlish eyes   Who's holding my childhood to ransom   On the screen there's a death,   there's a rustle of cloth   And a sickly voice calling me handsome   There's a man in the theatre with sly girlish eyes   On the screen there's an ape, a gorilla   There's a groan, there's a cough, there's a rustle of cloth   And a voice that stinks of death and vanilla   This is a secret, mauled and mangled   And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle      Do you love me?   Do you love me?   Do you love me?   Do you love me?      The walls in the ceiling are painted in blood   The lights go down, the red curtains come apart   The room is full of smoke and dialogue I know by heart   And the coins in my pocket jingle-jangle   As the great screen crackled and popped   And the clock of my boyhood was wound down and stopped   And my handsome little body oddly propped   And my trousers ride down to my ankles   Yes, onward! And upward!   And I'm off to find love   Do you love me? If you do, I'm thankful      Do you love me?   Do you love me?   Do you love me?   Do you love me?      This city is an ogre squatting by the river   It gives life but it takes it away, my youth   There comes a time when you just cannot deliver   This is a fact. This is a stone cold truth.   Do you love me? I love you, handsome.   But do you love me? Yes, I love you, you are handsome   Amongst the cogs and the wires, my youth   Vanilla breath and handsome apes with girlish eyes   Dreams that roam between truth and untruth   Memories that become monstrous lies   So onward! And Onward! And Onward I go!   Onward! And Upward! And I'm off to find love   With blue-black bracelets on my wrists and my ankles   And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle      Do you love me?   Do you love me?   Do you love me?   Do you love me?