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 of 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

(Chorus)

Kickin' up a storm from the day that I was born

Sing a song for me one from let it be

Open up yer eyes, get a grip on yourself inside

You betcha!