Ooh sing it Cavemen dwell here There's a circus in the sky A place where dreamers dream And we all can fly Oh my Yeah, that's good, lets make a trip to the bottleshop Gotta pop, knock knock Would you like to wobble chop? 'Till the rythm hop Give the women cock 'Til the kittens savour days of play Major flavour hey Oh oh dear God Can you get the kitten wet Can you leap with frogs Can you look into the sky 'Cause it's written in blood And the music in your mind 's Unconditional love I can hear destiny echo off my fear Dreams whispering, just feel the beats of I'm coming down, we're just children having fun Mics in the ground, If we build it they will come To camp on the moon when the world's gold And don't ever Look back, my mic is stole [?] Its cold but its great when Im wrestling tigers And wild when I'm flying X-wing fighters The mistress of mystics missed it Did you let your lips blurr, twisted Words that leak a lisp In my garden plot plotting them pops I Won't stop 'till the jukebox copping a crop I'm still holdin' it With a fat wooden oar Oh my I couldn't store This in my belly anymore Sick of mental cages, throw my telly at the door I need some music to relax my mind I need some music so I can recline I need some music that can chill me out I need some music I can think about Everybody like the good rhythm, rip it Everybody like the good living, live it Everybody in the house here sure give up To the people in the back and the front row Everybody like the good rhythm, rip it Everybody like the good living, live it Everybody in the house give it up To the crew Locked in that Looney bin HO Lower the drawbridge to get over the Pub moat And we don't sink 'cause we're bailing the tug boat And observing the perks like a wise owl Throw off the stools in search of a slice bowel You a nice girl at the top of the ferris wheel Getting acquainted with the sun rays, it's rare It's reeling in the feeling to the way you purr But you won't be mowed in the way I stir the cauldron Relax and grow in a cauldron's water All I want is to marry a sultans daughter And be invisible when no one's looking I'm an easy root touch my willy wood pecker Damn straight I would like to tell you I would like to get into you You're revvin my engine now you're on my soul But you stepped on a couple pennies in a mud hole My feet barely touch when we drift on the sidewalk Say, what big beautiful glass eyeballs Step out the booth drenched in wet clothes Waltz through the fuckin' head of DJ bros I got a head full of memories a head full of blues I got a head full of chemistry a head full of booze I got a head full of dick for obnoxious folk I got a head full of I wanna go rock this boat I need some music to relax my mind I need some music so I can recline I need some music that can chill me out I need some music I can think about I need some progress Are we ready to roll, yes Grab a piece of ass Pass a piece of hash Oh baby it's so fresh Put your pedal to the metal in your shitbox ride We got that bump, bounce, jump down Get up and touch the sky Forget this I'm not making my bed I hate the motherfucking club, stop breaks your necks I got hands in the air like whoop-e-dee-doo-dah Intelligence hits when you look at it too hard Ooh let's break free of this spell People see when they yell Sing to the song boy going straight into the convoy Three stowaways Everybody like the good rhythm, rip it Everybody like the good living, live it Everybody in the house here sure give up To the people in the back and the front row Everybody like the good rhythm, rip it Everybody like the good living, live it Everybody in the house give it up To the crew locked in that looney bin HO I need some music to relax my mind I need some music so I can recline I need some music that can chill me out I need some music I can think about Praise to the weapon inspector for coming up with the bomb We were just frisked by an old woman in the back lane