There was an eccentric man from Buenos Aires, There was an eccentric man from Buenos Aires,

It was a Geeta Discourse hall The crowd listened spellbound It was a Geeta Discourse hall The crowd listened spellbound

I needed a new door for my hall, I needed a new door for my hall,

The stale air flowed silently As he made way through the cobwebs of his thoughts, The stale air flowed silently As he made way through the cobwebs of his thought...

Standing in the hall of fame, Everyone's gonna know your name Standing in the hall of fame, Everyone's gonna know your name

In the dark, I stumble, I trip, I fall. In the dark, I stumble, I trip, I fall.