The names change when they sing, but it sounds the same

The end depends, but I'm lost in the garden again

Well, it's a mess here, better luck next year

We're on the move, so we're counting our blessings

We're made to fade, but wide awake and Dylan said we should rage

It's too, too soon to commemorate, son

Well, you've got the youth, that's better than some

Less is more, all we get is four score, and it's done, done, done

Hey, Ponce de Leon

We know the living's good, so break us off some

Hey, Prester John

You can find us here before we're gone

Ooh, sweet ether

Give me my sweet ether

Those sweet days of summer I rely on you

Held like a holy ghost, I keep them by few

I've been searching all night through

Now on some distant coast

Here I find you

On we go to Bimini Road

Marcus didn't mind, cos I heard him say so

On we go to Bimini Road

Prester send us on the way

Cos it's too, too soon to commemorate, son

Well, you've got the youth, that's better than some

Less is more, all we get is four score, and it's done, done, done

Hey, Ponce de Leon

We know the living's good, so break us off some

Hey, Prester John

You can find us here before we're gone

Ooh, sweet ether

Give me my sweet ether

Hey, Ponce de Leon

Hey, Preston John

Less is more, all we get as four score, and we're done

Hey, Ponce de Leon

Hey, Preston John

Less is more, all we get as four score, and we're done