Good On You Son

Flash goes a little hummingbird

A dart and worried thread

At the screen door by his lemon tree

Out here with the quick and the dead

Designer blinds above L.A.

Frame the perfect view

It's gonna be another day

Of sun and shameless blue

By his cutting block the time has come

For the fruit there by the juicer

He grinds fresh coffee for himself

He's meetin' our producer

L.A. Times lies on the stone

Warming there like bread

Hey, what's not to like out here

With the quick and the dead?

Good on you son, good on you

The Camden shuffle and the old one-two

Good on you son, good on you

Aha, oh yeah

Good on you son, good on you

The Camden shuffle and the old one-two, yeah

Well, you wanna know what happiness is?

In his eye is a hunter's gleam

Something to look forward to

This cat's gonna get the cream

Skin of a mango is so smooth

Smoother than the devil

Cut it, slice it, chop it up

To the rhythm of a cockney rebel

Back in Blighty there's a flat

On a grimy sink estate

That's why he walked out of that

And went to the Golden State

Left the backie and the beer

Where he was born and bred

Now he's cutting it out here

With the quick and the dead

Good on you, son, good on you

The Camden shuffle and the old one-two

Good on you son, good on you

Aha, oh yeah

What would you have had him do?

The Camden shuffle and the old one-two, yeah

Yeah, good on you son, good on you

The Camden shuffle and the old one-two

Good on you son, good on you

Aha, oh yeah

Good on you son, good on you

The Camden shuffle and the old one-two, yeah