Five to one, baby, one in five
No one here gets out alive, now
You get yours, baby, I’ll get mine
Gonna make it, baby if we try
Workin’ 9 to 5,
What a way to make a livin’
Barely gettin’ by
It’s all takin’ and no givin’
That’s the sound of the men,
Working on the chain, ga-ang
That’s the sound of the men,
Working on the chain, gang
I wanna tell you, pretty baby
I think you’re fine
I’d like to love you
But, darling, I’m imprisoned by these…
Chains, my baby’s got me locked up in chains
And they ain’t the kind that you can see
Oh, oh, these chains of love got a hold on me
Pretty woman, stop a while
Pretty woman, talk a while
Pretty woman, give your smile to me
She’s so fine, there’s no tellin’ where the money went
I got stripes
Stripes around my shoulders
I got chains
chains around my feet
You put your right foot in
You put your right foot out.
You put your right foot in
And you shake it all about.
You do the Hokey Pokey and
You turn yourself around.
That’s what it’s all about.
You may be right
I may be crazy
Crazy words, crazy tune,
All that I ever hear him croon
Vo do de o, vo doe doe de o, doe–doe doe doe.
Crazy. . .crazy for feeling so lonely;
I’m crazy, crazy for feeling so blue.
Blue is the color of night
When the red sun
Disappears from the sky
So I pull the switch, the switch, the switch inside my head.
And I see black, black, green,and brown, brown, brown and blue, yellow, violets, red.
And suddenly a light appears inside my brain
And I think of my ways, I think of my days and know that I have changed.
You packed your world within a suitcase, hot tears melt this icy palace
Dissolve a crystal swallowed by the night
Looking in shades of green through shades of blue
Looking in shades of green through shades of blue
Digging for the blue and the green
Constant in opal or ultramarine
But you could only find yourself that way
Speeding through the universe
Thinking is the best way to travel
We’ll begin With a spin
Traveling in The world of my creation
What we’ll see
Will defy Explanation
There’s no earthly way of knowing
Which direction we are going
There’s no knowing where we’re rowing
Or which way the river’s flowing
Rivers flow uphill, blue turns into grey
Winter follows springtime, morning ends the day
Beyond the silver rainbow
I broke the surface so I can breathe
I close my eyes so I can see
I tie my arm to be free
Don’t you ever say I’m free