wash your face in the morning sun
flash your pen at the song that i´m singing
touchdown 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 capital 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