Bye bye man, bye bye man

You've had your chance in this promised land

And your career was so well-planned

By mom and dad

Such a promising lad

Bye bye man, just last seen

On thirty-million television screens

Smiling sheepishly from the thirty-second row

Of the studio

And according to the records of his school

His numbers were much higher than the other numbers on the sheet

Those other numbers can't compete with our man

He's a smart man

Bye bye man leaves behind

The sweepstakes money he won Christmastime

He got his picture in the Sunday Times

He cut it out

And showed it all about

Ah, his numbers were much higher than the other numbers on the sheet

Those other numbers can't compete with our man

He's a smart man

Bye bye man, forevermore

He's left his treasures to the budget store

He's getting off on the thirteenth floor

Walking down an empty hall

He drags his hand along the wall