Dear Apollo کے بول

I have danced Danced on buildings Buildings so high that they Pierce the bellies of clouds And the clouds, they cry out, "Help us! Oh help us! We've got buildings in our bellies! In our bellies!" And they cry out to me And they cry out to me I have plants And I water them some But if I forget Then they die and they cry out, "We're so darn thirsty! Could you lend us a hand? Or better yet A watering can!" And they cry out to me And they cry out to me I was voted To the position Of Apollo About a year ago But there's not much left for Apollo to do Do do, do do do And they cry out to me And they cry out to me Dear Apollo Dear Apollo Dear Apollo Oh, oh, oh Dear Apollo, dear Apollo, Apollo