Wash your face in the morning sun
Flash your pen at the song that Im singin
Touch down bass livin on the run
Make no sweat at the hole that youre diggin
Wrap up cold when its warm outside
Your shit jokes remind me of Digsys
Be my magic carpet ride
Fly me down to Capitol City in the sun
Kickin 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 of yourself inside
So wash your face in the morning sun
Flash your pen at the song that Im singin
Touch down bass livin on the run
Make no sweat of the hole that youre diggin
Kickin 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 of yourself inside
Inside
(Get a grip) inside
(Get a grip) inside
(You betcha)
So wrap up cold when its warm outside
Please sit down, you make me feel giddy
Be my magic carpet ride
Fly me down to Capitol City
Ive been kickin 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 of 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