Hey, who's that stompin all over my face
Where's that silhouette I'm tryin' to trace
Who's puttin' sponge in the bells I once rung
And takin' my gypsy before she's begun

Just singin' and dreamin' of what's in my mind
Before I can take home what's rightfully mine
Joinin and a listenin and talkin in rhymes
Stoppin the feelin' to wait for the times

Who's sayin', baby, that don't mean a thing
Cause nowadays Clancy can't even sing
And who's all hung up on that happiness thing
Who's tryin' to tune all the bells that he rings

And who's in the corner and down on the floor
With pencil and paper just countin' the score
Who's tryin' to act like he's just in between
The night isn't black, if you know that it's green

Don't bother lookin', you're too blind to see
Who's comin' on like he wanted to be
Who's sayin', baby, that don't mean a thing
Cause nowadays Clancy can't even sing

And who's coming home on the old nine-to-five
Who's got the feelin' here to keep him alive
Though havin it, sharin it ain't quite the same
You painted it golden nugget, you can't lay a claim

Who's seein' eyes through the crack in the floor
There it is, baby, don't you worry no more
Who should be sleepin but is writin' this song
Wishin and a hopin he weren't so damned wrong

Who's saying, baby, that don't mean a thing
Cause nowadays Clancy can't even sing
Who's saying, baby, that don't mean a thing
Cause nowadays Clancy can't even sing