man's land and landed and seen a time bandit in the sand i travelled with Gulliver and I'm a hell of a patrol looking for the Acupulco pot of gold he
above China's Mystic Forest Float with the breeze and cross seas to shores Deserts, cactus, and tumbleweed Irish meadows and fields of green Glide through
through your hair But take your jacket, nights get cold out there Drink it like wine, baby take your time If you get to California with the sun and the golden sand
genie in the bottle Cause I plucked it with my index I thought that it was hollow Give me world peace and a field of green to blaze Complicated days
above China's mystic forests, float with the breeze across seas to shore, Deserts, cactus, and tumbleweeds, Irish meadows, and fields of green, Glide