All the hard-eyed whoopin' men!
Truckin' up stones so they'll send
Sit with their lunch on the hood of their trucks
And slowly they try to imagine
Yes, it's easy, but then again
Every one of the stories never ends with him
Sometimes it never begins with him
So what do they mean?
I don't understand
And how does this happen?
When does the Coconut Man
Appear on our land?
I cannot understand
The Coconut Man
...
Came out of town,
drove us all out of our gardens Lenten his hand to all of our friends
And quickly drove the first mills into the hard plan
Well,
how do we tell him we don't need his
hand As the pristine specimen of the sun?
It's not our man,
surely done to the sea He was cast into acts of madness
Cause the Coconut Man does not understand He said,
he said,
I cannot comprehend
He must have come from Xenon Xenon
Suddenly from out of a plan on the blessed land
Flared in a velvet gown arrives that Coconut Man
Food rising in his hand
Suddenly from out on the sands of our blessed
land Flared in a velvet gown arrives that Coconut
Bed, a tiered husband, home The Coconut Man
Suddenly from out on the sands of our blessed land
Flared in a velvet gown arrives that Coconut Bed,
a tiered husband,
home
The Coconut Man