[a phrase - spoken]      If I was the lone ranger   Hiding behind a mask   Wouldn't be any danger   To the questions I ask   What ya say pocahontas   Trade in your feathers and beads   For an electric blanket   And a packet of cigs   You bet   That's what she said      If I had me a needle   For every bubble that popped   Bind them all up like one   You would hear that pin drop   Like a gun shot   Like a shot      And if I was a world leader   Would not mislead the world   I would not miss anything   Miss america knows   That it's only a pageant   That it's only a show   Isn't even film in the camera   These aren't even my clothes   No no no no   Miss america knows      Ah ooh ooh      You remember houdini   Who not a shackle could hold   Carved a trap door into heaven   To escape growin' old   Guess he just couldn't hack it   Bundled up for the cold   Double-breasted straightjacket   French handcuffs of gold   No no no no   He escaped growin' old   The growing old   Oh oh oh