We had a lot of luck on venus
we always had a ball on mars
meeting all the groovey people
we’ve rocked the milky way so far
we danced around with borealice
we’re space truckin’ round the the stars
Truckin’ got my chips cashed in
Keep truckin’ like the doodah man
Together, more or less in line
Just keep truckin’ on
Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street
Chicago, New York, Detroit and its all the same street
Your typical city involved in a typical daydream
Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings
Say his name and he appears
I believe in Joe Hendry
I believe in Joe Hendry
We go from London, to Paris, to Tokyo
America, Scotland, and Canada, and Mexico
First we take Manhattan
Then we take Berlin
On the march
Berlin to Bomber’s Bay
Traveling dark
On the road to Mandalay
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
Smile boys that’s the style
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
Smile
I love to go a-wandering
Along the mountain track
And as I go, I love to sing
My knapsack on my back
Val-deri,Val-dera
Val-deri
Val-dera-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Val-deri,Val-dera
My knapsack on my back
I got to Kansas City on a Friday
By Saturday I learned a thing or two
Cuz up til then, I didn’t have an idea
Of what the modern world was coming to
I counted 20 gas buggies going by themselves
Almost every time I took a walk
Then I put mah ear to a Bell telephone
And a strange woman started in to talk
What’s next?
(Yeah, what?)
What’s next?!
I’m going to Kansas City, baby
Kansas City, here I come
I’m going to Kansas City, baby
Kansas City, here I come
They got some mighty pretty women there
And I’m gonna get me one
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis
Meet me at the fair
Don’t tell me the lights are shining
Any place but there
We will dance the hoochie coochie
You will be my tootsie wootsie
If you will meet me in St. Louis, Louis
Meet me at the fair
Somebody said to me
“Why do you do this to you?
Why not sit back and relax?
Go to the islands and forget it all!
Slow down; you’re moving too fast
You seem afraid it won’t last
Take my advice; go straight and settle down.”
Thank you for caring, but tonight
The lights will take me where I wanna go
Just like a thousand nights before
I can’t explain; it gives me something
Slow down, you move too fast.
You’ve got to make the morning last, just
Kickin’ down the cobble stones.
Lookin’ for fun, and feelin’ groovie!
Wouldn’t you agree that, baby, you and me
Got a groovy kind of love?
L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore
And love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can’t make it
Take my heart, but please don’t break it
Love was made for me and you
There’s nothing you can know that isn’t known
(Love) nothing you can see that isn’t shown
(Love) there’s nowhere you can be that isn’t where you’re meant to be
It’s easy
All you need is love
All you need is love
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
If you’re down and confused
And you don’t remember who you’re talking to
Concentration slips away
Because you’re baby is so far away
Well there’s a rose in a fisted glove
And the eagle flies with the dove
And if you can’t be with the one you love honey
Love the one you’re with
Love the one you’re with
Love the one you’re with
Love the one you’re with
For just this Skyline Pigeon
Dreaming of the open
Waiting for the day
When he can spread his wings
And fly away again
Fly away Skyline Pigeon fly
Towards the dreams
You’ve left so very far behind
White bird
Dreams of the aspen trees
With their dying leaves
Turning gold
But the white bird
Just sits in her cage
Growing old
She looks in the mirror and stares at the wrinkles
That weren’t there yesterday
And thinks of the young man that she almost married
What would he think if he saw her this way?
She picks up her apron in little girl-fashion
As something comes into her mind
Slowly starts dancing remembering her girlhood
And all of the boys she had waiting in line
Dancing queen
Feel the beat from the tambourine, oh, yeah
You can dance, you can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh, see that girl, watch that scene
Digging the dancing queen
Rhythmatic, acrobatic
She’s a dynamite attraction
At the drop of a coin she comes alive, yeah
She knows what she’s doing
She’s super bad now
She’s geared to really blow your mind
Dancing, dancing, dancing
She’s a dancing machine