Walkin' On The Sun 2017 Lyrics - Smash Mouth

It ain't no joke 

I'd like to buy the world a toke 

And teach the world to sing in perfect harmony 

And teach the world to snuff the fires and the liars 

Hey, I know it's just a song, but it's spice for the recipe 

This is a love attack 

I know it went out, but it's back 

It's just like any fad, it retracts before impact 

And just like fashion, it's a passion for the with-it and hip 

If you got the goods, they'll come and buy it just to stay in the clique 

So don't delay, act now, supplies are running out 

Allow if you're still alive 

Six to eight years to arrive 

And if you follow, there may be a tomorrow 

But if the offer's shunned 

You might as well be walking on the Sun 

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Twenty-five years ago, they spoke out and they broke out 

Of recession and oppression and together they toked 

And they folked out with guitars around a bonfire 

Just singin' and clappin', man, what the hell happened? 

Then some were spellbound, some were hellbound 

Some, they fell down and some got back up 

And fought back against the meltdown 

And their kids were hippie chicks, all hypocrites 

Because fashion is smashing the true meaning of it 

So don't delay, act now, supplies are running out 

Allow if you're still alive 

Six to eight years to arrive 

And if you follow, there may be a tomorrow 

But if the offer's shunned 

You might as well be walking on the Sun 

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It ain't no joke 

When a mama's handkerchief is soaked 

With her tears because her baby's life has been revoked 

The bond is broke up 

So choke up and focus on the close up 

Mr. Wizard can't perform no god-like hocus-pocus 

So don't sit back, kick back 

And watch the world get bushwhacked 

News at 10, your neighborhood is under attack 

Put away the crack, before the crack puts you away 

You need to be there when your baby's old enough to relate 

So don't delay, act now, supplies are running out 

Allow if you're still alive 

Six to eight years to arrive 

And if you follow, there may be a tomorrow 

But if the offer's shunned 

You might as well be walking on the Sun 

You might as well be walking on the Sun 

You might as well be walking on the Sun 

You might as well be walking on the Sun 

You might as well be walking on the Sun...