Middle of the Riddle

At the edge of the moon there's a lonely man
And he blows on his horn as strong as he can
And the girl at the bar wipes the breath
Of winter away with a smile of her face
And a little black dog barks along with a loon
Is this my appointment, or did I come too soon?
Got a strange invitation for tea time
'Twas given by somebody I can't recall

It's the middle of the riddle
It's not very serious
It's nothing but a big surprise
And the president's horse
Is a rabbit, of course
That is living in a big boy's mind

(spoken)
Living in a big boy's mind

(sung)
And I skate on a knife on a wire
That is strung from this song to a distant shore
And then I say
Intuition is just another phase of chance
While we're walking the old pyramid's floors
(Little pharaohs!)
And the little black dog, here it comes again
He's a true companion in a foreign land
On a quest for the valley of boojums and birthdays
And phonecalls I cannot recall

It's the middle of the riddle
It's not very serious
It's nothing but a big surprise
And the president's horse
Is a rabbit, of course
That is living in a big boy's mind

Living in a big boy's mind!

All of man shan't talk to the one at the helm
And the man at the helm shall talk to no one
Shall talk to no one at all
All of man shan't talk to the one at the helm
And the man at the helm shall talk to no one
Shall talk to no one at all
(Rule 42!)
And a horse is a rabbit, of course
(Yes, indeed)
Yes, a horse is a rabbit, of course