One, two, a one, two, three, four



Well now the underground and overjoyed they come on just the same

Don't want to get too real man, just want to play the game

I guess ya knew it all along we were just singing in the rain

Can't get hipped to the down trip, the ship is sailing yet

And if it sinks, you know that all you really get is wet!



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Move over Ms. L.

You know I wish you well

Move over Ms. L. you know I wish you well

Move over Ms. L.



Well now to err is something human and forgiving so divine

I'll forgive your trespasses, if you forgive me mine

Life's a deal, you knew it, when you signed the dotted line

They nail you to the paper, put a rope around your neck

And so we sing along, the boy stood on the burning deck!



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Well now momma poppa told me son you better watch your head

Your head is full of snakes boy, you're better red than dead

They're starving back in China, that's what they always said!

Can't get head in the head shop, yer jeans are fulla crap

You're full of beans, you're in your teens, you lost your momma's road map!



[Chorus]

Writer : LENNON, JOHN
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC