Jolly Pan

Rather look or rather hide
Rather lose the chance to fly
Never heard the ticking time
Rather move or rather die
Be lost or you’ll never be found
Raindrops keep falling all around
Rather lose or rather lie
Rather make everyone smile
Turning on the flashing light
I feel safe during the night
Father take another slice
Well I say, eat in front of Jesus Christ
Drink a glass of holy wine
Rather red or rather white
Be lost or you’ll never be found
Raindrops keep falling all around
Somehow there’s a key in my mouth
Father take another wife
Love in front of Jesus Christ
Drink a glass of holy wine, bloody red
You rather drink in front another son who loves your mother
More than all your brothers
Pan can be your lover
Recognize the long hair