Ho Ho there is no goal
We wait inside our minds
Ho ho there is no goal
No strings to pull this time

Worn Colt in the mud and the weeds
Saving its breath for awhile
Fold hold and shove by breeze
Sold its head back a mile

Roll beast nestled in a
Park wasted
Jester has his cuffs on to the plan at hand

Roll beast nestled in a
Park wasted
Jester has his cuffs on to the plan at hand

Ho Ho there is no goal
We wait inside our minds
Ho ho there is no goal
No strings to pull this time