Walking down a foggy London street one day  Listenin' to the rhythm of my feet  Everything in my life was going O. K.  I bad some extra money, and all my bills  Were paid    Should I stash this extra cash  Or spend it on some pleasure  Should I throw it all away  And waste it on some pain    Pay that girl to spank me  With her belt of leather  Or feel the shower of her golden rain    I know it may sound crazy,  But it sho' nuff it the truth  We all have these feelings  And there's nothing we can do    I know it my way sound crazy...    It's a California morning,  Trough I never Have been there  I wish that I could grow some wings  And fly up in the air    People who don't like me,  Will look up in the sky  I'll lift up my tail feathers  And drop something in their eyes    Preachin' to the choir    Walking through the forest  In my birthday suit  Feeling free and dangling in the breeze  Soakin' up that sweet sunshine on my body  Thinkin'. "Hey, this is the life for me!"    Preachin' to the choir  Preachin' to the choir  Set the church afire    Preachin' to the choir