I was traveling on, moving on the road to my Jehovah
It was the only thing I knew how to do.
She was banging a gong,
She was banging an' banging it over and over
She said you better get some music in you
And you know I'm saving some
From the person I've become.
And if you're willing to wait long, something better always comes along--
I am a song!
I am an aural subsidy,
I am a song!
A three minute symphony
Yes, I belong--to the society of piety and love
But I still need someone to shove, now, baby!
I was hanging around, I was hanging around at the bottom of the food chain... looking for you
You were powerin' down, you were caught in a struggle with your vajayjay
Well, is there anything I can do?
'Cause I can lend a helping hand
But be careful where you stand
'Cause I turn into King Kong
When the coffee gets too strong--
I am a song!
An evil siren's melody,
I am a song!
In an unusual key,
Yes, I belong--to your punishment and merriment and love
I fit you like a music glove, now, baby!
You were bringing me down
You were hemmin' and hawin' about the apocalypse
Why are we stuck in an elevator?
I had to turn you around
And wise you up, bring you back to your grips
Well, you can thank me for it later!
But we couldn't have come this far, without a very special car
Someday we'll right the wrongs
Of Joe Lean and the Jing Jang Jong
I am a song!
And though my words don't often rhyme
I am a song!
With a refreshing twist of lime
Yes I belong
I'll let my music rule, cause it's something to do for love
But I'm not bigger than love
No I'm not bigger than love, now, baby
Come on, come on, come on, now, baby!
(Doo, doo doo, doo DOO, do dOO--Doo doo doo DOO doo doo)