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