text: It’s awfully considerate of you to think of me here
  And I’m most obliged to you for making it clear that I’m not here
  And I never knew the moon could be so big
  And I never knew the moon could be so blue
  And I’m grateful that you threw away my old shoes
  And brought me here instead dressed in red
  And I’m wondering who could be writing this song
  I don’t care if the sun don’t shine
  And I don’t care if nothing is mine
  And I don’t care if I’m nervous with you
  I’ll do my loving in the winter
  And the sea isn’t green
  And I love the Queen
  And what exactly is a dream?
  And what exactly is a joke?