Bye bye man, bye bye man You've had your chance in this promised land And your career was so well-planned By mom and dad Such a promising lad
Bye bye man, just last seen On thirty-million television screens Smiling sheepishly from the thirty-second row Of the studio
And according to the records of his school His numbers were much higher Than the other numbers on the sheet Those other numbers can't compete with our man He's a smart man
Bye bye man leaves behind The sweepstakes money he won Christmastime He got his picture in the Sunday Times He cut it out And showed it all about
Ah, his numbers were much higher Than the other numbers on the sheet Those other numbers can't compete with our man He's a smart man
Bye bye man, forevermore He's left his treasures to the budget store He's getting off on the thirteenth floor Walking down an empty hall He drags his hand along the wall
