Gary Golf stops all the clocks
  With night nurse slippers and socks
  He tries to keep his thoughts clean
  By washing with Listerine
  A little peck on the cheek
  In dazzed pyjamas and sheets
  Keep the light on I'm not tired
  I want to red my Dick Francis
  Dirty fraulines and nasty and nasty nazis
  
  La la la la la la la la
  There are no monsters in me (X 2)
  
  Car alarms letting off steam
  Gary hears them in his dreams
  Panic outside is slepping in
  Just easy listening to him
  Turn in his sleep and smiles to himself
  There are no monsters in me
  Cause Gary's out on the green
  No growing pains for him
  Cause Gary Golf ball eyes is not in