An over aged boy of thirty-nine has left the wing today The first time in his life he's made that step Be numbed by the society and plagued by insecurity He's entered a race that must be won One of the animals has left it's cage today In search of better things, so it seems to be But in this land of polyurethane Things are apt to get a bit hot As the toys go winding down As the toys go winding down C.G. the Mexican is a friend of mine We used to sit around the house watching Evil Dead Talking about the way it used to be... We used to pull the stripers out of San Pablo Bay Now the delta waters go down So.Cal. And the stripers start to fade away It's pudding time It's pudding time! As the toys go winding down As the toys go winding down Go winding down Oooh the toys Go winding down As the toys go winding down As the toys go winding down As the toys go winding down As the toys go winding down