The Idle Race
Hurry Up John
I'd love to carve my name on him she said
And tie this rope around your head, she said

Hurry up, John (Hurry up, John)
Hurry up, John (Hurry up, John)

Then she rolled me up and said
I look very strange without a head
It was time I should be gone
But I was waiting for John to take me home

I've gone, too near, the edge
You'll fall, she said

Hurry up, John (Hurry up, John)
Hurry up, John (Hurry up, John)

Then she rolled me up and said
I look very strange without a head
It was time I should be gone
But I was waiting for John to take me home