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Whoo, whoo

Uh, here we go, uh
(Whoo, whoo)
That's we gonna do
We're gonna go
(Whoo, whoo)
Everybody get up
Jump up, and go
(Whoo, whoo)
C'mon, everybody, c'mon!

'Cause I said "Hey!
"Don't care what your brother say!"
Too busy skippin' down and play
On such a lovely summer's day

I realize my crown (yeah)
And I'm down, down,
Down, down, down
And I'm a stone
I'm a stone
Out of my time
(Yeah, I'm feelin' all right, yeah)

And I'm a stone
I'm a stone
Out of my time
(Yeah, I'm feelin' all right)

'Cause I know, 'cause I know
'Cause I know it, ah!
But I don't got to show it, ah!
No time, no time, no time
No time to wait
I'm (?)
And I'm back from '68

Hardcore player
All those things you say, ah
When you see me, c'mon, baby
Clap your hands and pray

And the gold, it's too small
But don't wait, it's a joke
But this year just goes on,
On, off!

Bouncin', bowlin'
Billy-boppin'
Down the alley
With the pals I'm hoppin'

No, no stoppin'
No tippin' of the (?)
Checkin' out the girls
No window shoppin'

Jumpin' around
Bumpin' the wall
Checking it out
With the basketball

Jimmy's up seven points
And we're movin'
We're passin' 'round the joints
Yeah, yeah, yeah

And well I sing the vocals
And I fill my lungs
And here it come out
It's a song, song, song
It's a Sunday song
I sang and we sing
And we never sang before
'Till now...
(?)

And now we return to
"The Island Of Dr. Death"!
A Gwen Martin production!

Scientist: No soul? No soul?
But that's impossible.
Look a little bit closer.
There's got to be something in there!
Something deep, deep, down inside...
Something inside to lust for money...
Or fame...

Assistant: No, I'm sorry
There's nothing in there...
No... it's completely devoid
Of everything...
Except for...
Except for...
Hello...
What's this?!

Whoo, whoo

Uh, here we go now
(Whoo, whoo)
C'mon everybody jump up
And we're gonna
(Whoo, whoo)
That's what we gonna do
We're gonna go
(Whoo, whoo)

Aw, yeah

'Cause I said "Hey!
"Don't care what your brother say!"
Too busy skippin' down and play
On such a lovely summer's day

And I'm a stone
I'm a stone
Out of my time
(Yeah, I'm feelin' all right)

And I'm a stone
I'm a stone
Out of my time
(Yeah, I'm feelin' all right)

And I'm a stone
I'm a stone
Out of my time
(Yeah, I'm feelin' all right)

'Cause I'm a stone...
(I'm down on Peppyrock Street!)

Buzz over... sunny... lake music...
Whoo, whoo      Uh, here we go, uh   (Whoo, whoo)   That's we gonna do   We're gonna go   (Whoo, whoo)   Everybody get up   Jump up, and go   (Whoo, whoo)   C'mon, everybody, c'mon!      'Cause I said "Hey!   "Don't care what your brother say!"   Too busy skippin' down and play   On such a lovely summer's day      I realize my crown (yeah)   And I'm down, down,   Down, down, down   And I'm a stone   I'm a stone   Out of my time   (Yeah, I'm feelin' all right, yeah)      And I'm a stone   I'm a stone   Out of my time   (Yeah, I'm feelin' all right)      'Cause I know, 'cause I know   'Cause I know it, ah!   But I don't got to show it, ah!   No time, no time, no time   No time to wait   I'm (?)   And I'm back from '68      Hardcore player   All those things you say, ah   When you see me, c'mon, baby   Clap your hands and pray      And the gold, it's too small   But don't wait, it's a joke   But this year just goes on,   On, off!      Bouncin', bowlin'   Billy-boppin'   Down the alley   With the pals I'm hoppin'      No, no stoppin'   No tippin' of the (?)   Checkin' out the girls   No window shoppin'      Jumpin' around   Bumpin' the wall   Checking it out   With the basketball      Jimmy's up seven points   And we're movin'   We're passin' 'round the joints   Yeah, yeah, yeah      And well I sing the vocals   And I fill my lungs   And here it come out   It's a song, song, song   It's a Sunday song   I sang and we sing   And we never sang before   'Till now...   (?)      And now we return to   "The Island Of Dr. Death"!   A Gwen Martin production!      Scientist: No soul? No soul?   But that's impossible.   Look a little bit closer.   There's got to be something in there!   Something deep, deep, down inside...   Something inside to lust for money...   Or fame...      Assistant: No, I'm sorry   There's nothing in there...   No... it's completely devoid   Of everything...   Except for...   Except for...   Hello...   What's this?!      Whoo, whoo      Uh, here we go now   (Whoo, whoo)   C'mon everybody jump up   And we're gonna   (Whoo, whoo)   That's what we gonna do   We're gonna go   (Whoo, whoo)      Aw, yeah      'Cause I said "Hey!   "Don't care what your brother say!"   Too busy skippin' down and play   On such a lovely summer's day      And I'm a stone   I'm a stone   Out of my time   (Yeah, I'm feelin' all right)      And I'm a stone   I'm a stone   Out of my time   (Yeah, I'm feelin' all right)      And I'm a stone   I'm a stone   Out of my time   (Yeah, I'm feelin' all right)      'Cause I'm a stone...   (I'm down on Peppyrock Street!)      Buzz over... sunny... lake music...
 
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