You're everywhere and no where, baby
Thats where you're at
Going down a bumpy hillside
In your hippy hat
Flying out across the country
And getting fat (?!)
Saying everything is groovy
When your tyres are flat
(Chorus)
And its hi - ho silver lining
And away you go now baby
I see your sun is shining
But I won't make a fuss
Though its obvious
Flies are in your pea soup baby
They're waving at me
Anything you want is yours now
Only nothing is for free
Lies are gonna get you some day
Just wait and see
So open up your beach umbrella
While you are watching TV
Chorus
Instrumental
Chorus to fade
