I was traveling on, moving on the road to my Jehovah,
It was the only thing, I knew how to do,
She was banging a gong,
She was banging and banging it over and over,
She said, "You better get some music in you”,
And you know, I’m saving some
From the person I’ve become,
And if you are willing to wait long,
Some better always comes along,
I am a song!
I am an aural subsidy,
I am a song!
A three minute symphony,
Yes, I belong to the society, a piety to love,
But I still need someone to show, now baby
I was hanging around,
I was hanging around ,
At the bottom of the food chain, looking for you,
You were powered down,
You were caught in a struggle with your vajayjay,
Well, is there anything I can do?
Cause I can lend a helping hand,
Be careful where you stand,
Cause I turn into King Kong,
When the coffee gets too strong
I am a song!
An evil siren’s melody,
I am a song!
In an unusual key,
Yes I belong to give punishment and merriment, and love,
I fit you like a music glove,
Now, baby
You were bringing me down,
You were hymning and hawing about the Apocalypse,
While we were stuck in an elevator,
I had to turn you around
And wise you up, to bring you back to your grips,
Oh, you can thank me for it later,
But we couldn’t have come this far without a very special car,
Someday we’ll right the wrongs
Of Joe Lean and The Jing Jang Jong
I am a song!
And though my words don’t often rhyme,
I am a song!
With a refreshing twist of lime,
Yes, I’m a bloke,
I’ll have my music rule, cause it’s something to do with love,
But I’m not bigger than love, now, baby,
No, I’m not bigger that love, now, baby,
I’m not bigger than love, love, baby,
Come on, come on, come on now, baby
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