There are pyramids in my head   There's one underneath my bed   And my lady's getting cranky   Every possible location   Has a simple explanation   And it isn't hanky-panky      I had read   Somewhere in a book, they improve all your food and your wine   It said, that everything you grow in your garden would taste pretty fine   Instead, all I ever get is a pain in the neck and a   Yak yak yak yak yak yak yak      I've consulted all the sages   I could find in yellow pages   But there aren't many of them   And the myan panoramas   On my pyramid pajamas   Haven't helped my little problem   I've been told   Someone in the know can be sure that his luck is as   Good as gold, money in the bank and you don't even pay for it   If you fold, dollar bill in the shape of the pyramid that's printed on the   back   It's no lie   You can keep the edge of a razor as sharp as an   Eagle's eye, you can grow a hedge that is vertically straight over   Ten feet high, all you really need is a pyramid and just a little luck   I had read, somewhere in a book, they improve all your food and wine   I'd been told, someone in the know can be sure of his good luck   It's no lie, all you need is a little bit of pyramidic help