How many rules can one hope to bend
Until one gets caught with the truth
And how many questions may an old fool ask
Until he'll get slain by the youth
The answer old friend
Was written in the sand
The answer old friend
Was written in the sand
How many toads must a young girl kiss
Until she'll discover her prince
And how many years can one stay alone
Until one will curse and then wince
The answer old friend
Was written in the sand
The answer old friend
Was written in the sand
How many years will my fingers bleed
Until I can play Purple Haze
And how many times will I wake up again
Until it's the last of my days
The answer old friend
Was written in the sand
The answer old friend
Was written in the sand
How many worlds can a Klingon rule
Until he gets warped into dust
And how many girls will I lay tonight
Until I get rid of my lust
The answer old friend
Was written in the sand
The answer old friend
Was written in the sand