text: In yellow shoes I get the blues
  Though I walk the streets with my plastic feet
  With my blue velvet trousers, make me feel pink
  Theres a kind of stink about blue velvet trousers
  In my paisley shirt I look a jerk
  And my turquoise waistcoat is quite out of sight
  But oh oh my haircut looks so bad
  Vegetable man, where are you?
  So Ive changed my gear, and I find my knees
  And I covered them up with the latest cut
  And my pants and socks all point in a box
  They dont make long of my nylon socks
  The watch, black watch
  My watch with a black face
  And a big pin, a little hole
  And all the lot is what I got
  Its what I wear, its what you see
  It must be me, its what I am
  Vegetable man
  Ive been looking all over the place for a place for me
  But it aint anywhere, it just aint anywhere
  Vegetable man, vegetable man
  Hes the kind of person, you just gonna see him if you can
  Vegetable man