Lyrics

Knock on the door Open the invitation Lookin' out for A lemonade situation Hold out your hand It's a lemonade stand, you see? Thousands of years Stuck to the ocean bottom Out of the blue Dayton, Ohio's callin' Next thing we knew Man on the moon, you see? Yeah Here comes the hurricane It's blowin', babe And there goes the automobile Don't be the horse and buggy Be the wheel Be the wheel, baby Watch the old ways Fight for survival under Solemnly sworn Hands on the bible, while the Continents dancе Over the sands of time Over the sands of time Back at the ranch Look for the golden teacher Lie in the grass Next to the water feature Listen in close, maybe take notes? Just sayin' I'm just sayin' Here comes the hurricane It's blowin', babe And there goes the automobile Don't be the horse and buggy Be the wheel, eh, eh, eh He, he, he, hel The wheel No, uh, uh, he, he He, he, hel The wheel Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Here comes the hurricane It's blowin', babe And there goes the automobile Don't be the horse and buggy Don't be the horse and buggy, yeah Don't be the next best something (just be the) Don't be the second coming Just be that holy one thing Be the wheel Be the wheel, baby
Writer(s): Peter Harper, Theodore Katzman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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