(Woah. Stay, stay, stay)    (Daisy! Daisy!)    (I love daisies, I love daisies,    I love pushing up your favourite daisies)    (Daisy!)    (This is Posdnuos, the president of a paragraph)       POS:    Paragraph    President    President preaching 'bout the on-tech,    Known for the new step,    Stop and take a bow       Amityville    Resident    Resident supported by the speaker view    Want to feel it in your shoe    Let me show you how       Platform    Witnesses    Witnesses, show you to my show-lab    Fill you with my vocab    Hope you have a spoon       Discuss    Contracts    You like the way I vocalise    And bring it to a compromise    My P.A. won't set up till noon    It's a DAISY age       Sun    Ceiling    Ceiling connects to the sun    Burning inside everyone    On a side, plug-a-fied sire       One    Million    Demonstrations have been heard    My hair burns when I'm referred    Kid shouts my roof is on fire       Go    Dancing    Dancing like a bandit    Psychics try to stand it    Keep it up until they burn a cell       Romancing    Romancing dialect in shows    Posdnuos creating flow    You say you didn't know    Oh well, it's a DAISY age       DOVE:    Pedal    Promenade    Promenade people to the providence    Dove will show dominance    Inside of every phrase       Rebel    Renegade    Renegade reaching only topflight    Can't find your new height    Think you need a raise       Dialect    Ultimate    Ultimate strings from the soul stuff    Copies always staying rough    Before they go to plate       Try a pack    It'll stick    Stick to you but won't deflate    Keeping all the levels straight    I tell you, mate, that we're top rate    'Cause it's a DAISY age       The speak    Motor    Motor is the heart beat    Sleeping in your car seat    Kept alive to every mile discovered       Complete    Quota    Quota sharp at 12 noon    Risen to a new tune    Positive is greater than negative       Image    Mirror    Mirror image don't contend    Vocals should be comprehended    Silver audience'll say what's said       Scrimmage    Nearer    Nearer to the goal line    Forget about the rose vine    The Soul will let you know it's time    And it's a DAISY age       (La la la la, lah)    (This is a DAISY age)       (Sing about, sing about the DAISY age)    (Let it rain, let it rain, rain on a DAISY)    (Rain on, rain on)          Al Watts: Now it's the end of the show. Contestants, do you have    any answers?       Contestants: (Clueless babble, including 'Nah,' 'I dunno,' 'Mama')       Al Watts: For those of you who think your answers are correct,    Don, tell them where to send the answers to.       Don: Thanks, Al. For all you listeners at home who think you    have the right answers, jot 'em down on a four by ten sheet of paper,    and get two proof of purchases from the back of the album, and send    them to Tommy Boy records in care of Dante the Scrubb, 1747 First    Avenue, New York, New York, 10128. For those who have all four    answers correct, you will receive a specially selected grand prize.    Thanks and goodnight, for Three Feet High and Rising, this is Don    Newkirk.