Slow ride
Take it easy
Slow ride
Take it easy
Slow ride
Take it easy
Slow ride
Take it easy
I’m in the mood
The rhythm is right
Move to the music
We can roll all night
All my friends know the low rider
Yeah
The low rider is a little higher
Yeah
The low rider drives a little slower
Low rider is a real goer
Hey
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house, we’re born
Into this world, we’re thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm
As the riders loped on by him
He heard one call his name
'If you wanna save your soul
From hell a-riding on our range
Then, cowboy, change your ways today
Or with us you will ride
Trying to catch the devil’s herd
Across these endless skies
Yippie-yi-o
Yippie-yi-yay
Ghost riders in the sky
He’s a rider in the rain
He’s a rider in the rain
And I’m goin’ to California
Gon’ forget about the pain
Spent my days with a woman unkind
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine
Made up my mind to make a new start
Going to California with an aching in my heart
Someone told me there’s a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair
If you’re going to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
D’ya wanna know what’s wrong with the world?
Everywhere there’s people with no flowers in their hair
I saw her sitting in the rain
Raindrops falling on her
She didn’t seem to care
She sat there and smiled at me
Then I knew (I knew, I knew, I knew, I knew)
She could make me happy (happy, happy, she could make me very happy)
Flowers in her hair
Flowers everywhere (everywhere)
Well I never kept a dollar past sunset
It always burned a hole in my pants
Never made a school mama happy
Never blew a second chance, oh no
I need a love to keep me happy
I need a love to keep me happy
Baby, baby keep me happy
Baby, baby keep me happy
You touched my very soul
You always showed me that
Loving you was where it’s at
You made me so very happy
I’m so glad you came into my life
Here’s a little song I wrote
You might want to sing it note for note
Don’t worry be happy
They had an accident and they never noticed anyway
A lack of originality couldn’t focus on the day
So much for the radio everybody sounds the same
Everybody wears the same clothes now and everybody plays the game
Copycat, copycat, copycat
Copy copy copy copy yourself
They seek him here, they seek him there
In Regent Street and Leicester Square
Everywhere the Carnabetian army marches on
Each one an dedicated follower of fashion
Gold watch, diamond ring
I ain’t missin’ not a single thing
Cufflinks, stick pin
When I step out I’m gonna do you in
They come runnin’ just as fast as they can
'Cause every girl crazy 'bout a sharp-dressed man
Have you seen the well-to-do
Up and down Park Avenue?
On that famous thoroughfare
With their noses in the air
High hats and Arrow collars
White spats and lots of dollars
Spending every dime for a wonderful time
Backs are patted when calves are fatted (in this city)
The emperor’s clothes are the best for the proles (liquidity)
The guys with the brains are all bitter and vain (stupidity)
The guys with the luck get the bimbos and bucks (liquidity)
It’s neither here nor there
North and south and east and west
“Look at the King! Look at the the King! Look at the
King, the King, the King!
The King is in the altogether
But altogether the altogether
He’s altogether as naked as the day that he was born
The King is in the altogether
But all together the altogether
It’s altogether the very least the King has ever worn.”
I am the very model of a modern Major-General
I’ve information vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical,
From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical
Why do we never get an answer
When we’re knocking at the door
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war?