I went floating down the

Street one day

With a song playing in my mind

Hopping and bopping like a ricochet

Bad news was hard to find

There was a hint of syncopation

Coming from the sidewalk

And the street

There was a glint of scintillation

Hanging over everyone

You'd meet

And it makes me feel okay

Like a big yellow tractor

Going mowing through a field of hay

Like a genie on a table top

Surfing through the month of May



I saw a world in the window of

A knick knack shop

And I tossed it in the air

A girl went by with a forget-me-not

And she wore it in her hair

There was a peak of pixillation

And I never noticed it before

There was a jump of jubilation

And it seemed to promise more and more

And it makes me feel okay

Like a big yellow tractor going

Mowing through a field of hay

Like a genie on a table top

Surfing through the month of May



Oh she loves me and she loves me better

Than I've ever loved myself

She knows me and she loves me better

Now I want nobody else



Percolating through the noonday sun

With wings upon my shoes

I was jumping about in front of everyone

No dignity to lose

There was a rush of animation

Bubbling about inside my soul

There was a rin-tin-tabulation coming

It was so hard to control

And it makes me feel okay

Like a pig with a bucket full of

Truffles in a French cafe

Like Louis Armstrong playing

Trumpet on the judgment day

Like a flying boat captain with

An amethyst lake below

Like a winner of a marathon

Rolling in a field of snow

Like a figure skating gigolo

Looking for a heart to steal

Like a simulated orgasm suddenly becoming real

Like a big yellow tractor going

Bowling through a field of hay

Like a genie on a table top

Surfing through the month of may

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