Hey who′s that stomping all over my face?
Where's that silhouette I′m trying to trace?
Who's putting sponge in the bells I once rung?
Taking my gypsy before she's begun
To singing the meaning of what′s in my mind
Before I can take home what′s rightfully mine
Joining and listening and talking in rhymes
Stopping the feeling to wait for the time
Who's saying baby that don′t mean a thing
'Cause nowadays plantsy can even sing
Who′s all hung up on that happiness thing?
Who's trying to tune all the bells that he rings?
Who′s in the corner and down on the floor
With pencil and paper just counting the score
And who's trying to act like he's just in between?
The night isn′t black if you know that it′s green
But don't bother looking you′re too blind to see
Who's coming on like he wanted to be
Who′s saying baby that don't mean a thing
′Cause nowadays plantsy can even sing
Who's coming home on old 95?
Who's got the feeling to keep him alive?
Though having it and sharing it ain′t quite the same
It ain′t a gold nugget you can't lay a claim
And who′s seeing eyes through the crack in the floor?
There it is baby don't you worry no more
Who should be sleeping but′s writing this song?
Wishing and hoping he weren't so damn wrong
Who′s saying baby that don't mean a thing
'Cause nowadays plantsy can even sing
Who′s saying baby that don′t mean a thing
'Cause nowadays plantsy can even sing
Writer(s): Neil Young Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
