(Murray on lead). We are here,. to calm your fears,. and turn your world around.. The man to my right,. with the headset mike,. will stroll you through the grounds..
Well you should see my story-reading baby, you should hear things that she says. She says "Hon, drop dead, I'd rather go to bed with Gabriel Garcia Marquez".
(Dave). Royalty, lord it looked good on me. Buried in silk in the royal boudoir or going nuclear free. Or playing Crokinole with the Princess of Monaco.
Once I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie). Oh... my unspeakable wife, Queen Lisa (now I eat humble pie). I'm telling you I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie).
We got a call to write a song about the war in the Gulf. But we shouldn't hurt anyone's feelings. So we tried, then gave up, 'cause there was no such song.
(Dave). I'm all right.... (All). Look what I'm drivin'.. Look at the curves. and my overhand serve,. it's more than survivin'.. Get in the car.. Get in the car..
Note: a verse was deleted from this song from the original version to. the Wood album version.. This verse is included in italics where it would have been if it were.
Now all of the planes have landed. And the soldiers are in their beds. Smoke rises from their clothing. And sweet dreams through their heads. . Truth faced leaves a strange taste.
From the Fruvous quill comes a story tale of love and illin'. Romeo found the balconey too high, ended up with second billin'. She loved in triplicate, left his heart a blank too fill in.