One, two, a one, two, three, four
Well, now the underground and overjoyed they come on just the same
Dont want to get too real man, just want to play the game
I guess you knew it all along we were just singing in the rain
Cant get hipped to the down trip, the ship is sailing yet
And if it sinks, you know that all you really get is wet
Move over Ms. L
You know I wish you well
Move over Ms. L, you know I wish you well
Move over Ms. L
Well now to err is something human and forgiving so divine
Ill forgive your trespasses, if you forgive me mine
Lifes a deal, you knew it, when you signed the dotted line
They nail you to the paper, put a rope around your neck
And so we sing along, the boy stood on the burning deck
Well now mama, papa told me, son, you better watch your head
Your head is full of snakes boy, youre better red than dead
Theyre starving back in China, thats what they always said
Cant get head in the head shop, your jeans are full of crap
Youre full of beans, youre in your teens, you lost your mamas road map