Around he marched to the door singing a lot of other crazy stuff he knew that goes like this:
For up to twelve o’clock it’s late,
Yes, up to twelve o’clock it’s late;
It’s very late,
It’s very late;
Observed his father, surly.
So I’ll stay out till after one,
Oh, I’ll stay out till after one,
Replied his very wise young son;
For after one it’s early.