Wash your face in the morning sun Flash your pan at the song that I'm singing Touch down bass living on the run Make no sweat at the hole that you're digging Wrap up cold when it's warm outside Your shit jokes remind me of Digsy's Be my magic carpet ride Fly me down to capitol city in the sun
Kicking up a storm from the day that I was born Sing a song for me, one from let it be Open up your eyes, get a grip on yourself inside
So wash your face in the morning sun Flash your pan at the song that I'm singing Touch down bass living on the run Make no sweat at the hole that you're digging
Kicking up a storm from the day that I was born Sing a song for me, one from let it be Open up your eyes, get a grip on yourself inside, inside Yeah, a grip inside, yeah, a grip inside, you betcha, you betcha
So wrap up cold when it's warm outside Please sit down, you make me feel giddy Be my magic carpet ride Fly me down to capitol city
I've been kicking up a storm from the day that I was born Sing a song for me, one from let it be Open up your eyes get a grip on yourself inside Get a grip inside, get a grip inside Get a grip inside, get a grip inside, you betcha
Come on, come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Come on, come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, yeah, yeah, yeah