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In yellow shoes I get the blues |
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Though I walk the streets with my plastic feet |
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With my blue velvet trousers, make me feel pink |
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There's a kind of stink about blue velvet trousers |
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In my paisley shirt I look a jerk |
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And my turquoise waistcoat is quite out of sight |
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But oh oh my haircut looks so bad |
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Vegetable man how are you? |
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So I've changed my dear, and I find my knees, |
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And I covered them up with the latest cut, |
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And my pants and socks all point in a box, |
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They don't make long of my nylon socks, |
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The watch, black watch |
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My watch with a black face |
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And a big pin, a little hole, |
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And all the lot is what I got, |
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It's what I wear, it's what you see, |
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It must be me, it's what I am, |
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Vegetable man. |
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I've been looking all over the place for a place for me, |
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But it ain't anywhere, it just ain't anywhere. |
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Vegetable man, vegetable man, |
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He's the kind of person, you just gonna see him if you can, |
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Vegetable man. |
