Bakerman, bake your bread
But from your best dough make
Me a man
Give him heart, a good and wild
Place a great sooul in-his-side
Form him legs for chase, arms
To embrace and then
Make the sun shine on his face
Mysteries of your mind
Were puzzles in my hand
I joined ’em together
And turned ’em round
To understand
But a shattered, restless heart
Like mine
Who could evermend
Bakerman, your Bread is done
Break it for me and let mer un
Let me run
Bakerman, bake your bread
But before that make me a man
Bakerman, I beg my bread
Have pity on me
Give at least a tad
Bakerman, your Bread is done
Break it for me and let mer un
Let me run
