Over the mountain, down in the valley Lives a former talk-show host Everybody knows his name He says, "There's no doubt about it It was the myth of fingerprints I've seen them all and man, they're all the same" Well, the sun gets weary And the sun goes down Ever since the watermelon And the lights come up On the black pit town Somebody says, "What's a better thing to do?" Well, it's not just me And it's not just you This is all around the world Out in the Indian Ocean somewhere There's a former army post Abandoned now just like the war And there's no doubt about it It was the myth of fingerprints That's what that old army post was for Well, the sun gets bloody And the sun goes down Ever since the watermelon And the lights come up On the black pit town Somebody says, "What's a better thing to do?" Well, it's not just me And it's not just you This is all around the world Over the mountain, down in the valley Lives the former talk-show host Far and wide his name was known He said, "There's no doubt about it It was the myth of fingerprints That's why we must learn to live alone" All around the world (x4)