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