Grab your coat,
And grab your hat,
Leave your worries on the doorstep.
Just direct your feet,
To the sunny side of the street.
Baby take off your coat, real slow
And take off your shoes - I’ll take off your shoes
Baby take off your dress, yes yes yes
You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke
And somebody spoke and I went into a dream
When I’m watchin’ my tv and a man comes on and tell me
How white my shirts can be
But, he can’t be a man 'cause he doesn’t smoke
The same cigarettes as me
We watch the shows, we watch the stars,
On videos for hours and hours,
We hardly need to use our ears,
How music changes through the years.
Now look at them yo-yo’s that’s the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain’t workin’ that’s the way you do it
Money for nothin’ and chicks for free
Who draws the crowd and plays so loud, baby, it’s the guitar man
Who’s gonna steal the show, you know, baby, it’s the guitar man
He can make you love, he can make you cry
He will bring you down and he’ll get you high
Now roll them cases out and lift them amps
Haul them trusses down and get’em up them ramps
Cause when it comes to moving me
You guys are the champs
But when that last guitar’s been packed away
You know that I still want to play
And it’s music for money, but I’ll do it for fun
Oh, I know how to do it, it’s easily done
To stand on a stage doesn’t make me afraid
I’m comfortable up there, it’s gotten me laid
It always amazes me when I get paid.
So here am I doing all that I can do
You’re paying, I’m playing, I’m grateful to you
Indoors and outdoors, at home and abroad
I sing these songs and you people applaud.
You haven’t changed much, you still applaud.
Well, we’re big rock singers
We got golden fingers
And we’re loved everywhere we go (that sounds like us)
We sing about beauty and we sing about truth
At ten-thousand dollars a show (right)
I dig rock and roll music,
And I love to get the chance to play (and sing it),
I figure it’s about the happiest sound goin’ down today.
Dear Mr. Fantasy, play us a tune
Something to make us all happy
Do anything, take us out of this gloom
Sing a song, play guitar, make it snappy
With you gone, I’m alive,
Makes me feel like I took happy pills,
And time stood still.
“Life’s just much too hard today,”
I hear every mother say
The pursuit of happiness just seems a bore
And if you take more of those, you will get an overdose
No more running for the shelter of a mother’s little helper
They just helped you on your way, through your busy dying day.
Oh have you ever met that funny reefer man reefer man
have you ever met that funny reefer man reefer man
If he said he swam to china, and he sell you south carolina
then you know your talkn to that reefer man
Why don’t we get drunk and screw
I just bought a water bed, it’s filled up for me and you
They say you are a snuff queen
Honey I don’t think that’s true
So, why don’t we get drunk and screw
Pick it Coral Reefers, here we go…
Well I gotta get drunk
And I sure do dread it
'Cause I know just what I’m gonna do
I’ll start to spend my money
Calling everybody honey
And wind up singing the blues
I was sittin’ in Miami pourin’ blended whiskey down,
When this old gray black gentleman was cleanin’ up the lounge.
There wasn’t anyone around ‘cept this old man and me,
The guy who ran the bar was watchin’ “Ironsides” on TV.
Uninvited, he sat down and opened up his mind,
On old dogs and children and watermelon wine.
I was sitting in a railway station
Got a ticket for my destination
Take the last train to Clarksville
And I’ll meet you at the station
You can be there by four-thirty
'Cause I’ve made your reservation, don’t be slow
Oh, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no