On Norwood Avenue there was a shop

Where on my way to school each day I'd stop

And in the window I would see a scene

Made up of miniature and tiny things

The order and the small simplicities

They sure made clear and perfect sense to me

But then I turned and looked to see the world

Where there's no sense and everthing's absurd

I ran into the woods and hid

And from then on I knew there should be

Click and grid what's that you absent kid )

Click and grid what's that you absent kid )

Gimme click gimme grid

Now Norwood Avenue is a memory

And all my memories mean so much to me

But many years have passed and now I see

It's all about the small simplicities

Like beauty in the tiny hidden things

And honesty between the beating wings

But then I turn and look to see the world

Where there's no sense and everything's absurd

I run into the woods and hide

And what I'll say before I die is

Click and grid what's that you absent kid )

Click and grid what's that you absent kid )

Gimme click gimme grid

If I say that I did anything

I'll say that's what I did

Gimme click gimme grid

If I say that I did anything

I'll say that's what I did

Gimme click gimme grid

If I say that I did anything

I'll say that's what I did

Gimme click gimme grid

If I claim that I did anything

I'll claim that's what I did

Gimme click gimme grid

If I say that I did anything