F
The universe is runnin' away
F
I heard on the news, just the other day
Bb
There's this new stuff called dark energy
F
We can't measure and we can't see
C
It's some elemental mystery train that we can't catch
Bb
But our heads are in the oven
Bb F
and somebody's bout to strike a match
Meanwhile back on our big round ball
Things are getting serious as cholesterol
Permutations, calculations, greedy piggies at the trough
Arrogance and ignorance just to top it off
I can't keep up with the Nasdaq
Who got sold and who got bought
I've got to take a lunch break
But I'll leave with a little food for thought
Bb F
Maybe it's all too simple
Bb F
For our big brains to figure it out
Bb F
What if the hokey pokey
C
Is all it really is about
What if life is just a cosmic joke
Like spiders in your underwear or olives in your coke
My life can get as messy as a day old sticky bun
So I arm myself with punch lines and a giant water gun
They say its not that simple but just maybe it should be
It's time to change the subject,would join me for a cup of herbal tea?
Chorus
I still believe in rock and roll
It pays my bills and it sooths my soul
There really really isn't a whole lot more around
Except for maybe Frank Sinatra and the Big Band sound
I want music in my music
I want chicken in my soup
I want caffeine in my system let's revive the hula hoop
Chorus
Maybe it's all too simple
For our big brains to figure it out
What if the hokey pokey
Is all it really is about
Ad Lib
You put your right fin in
You take your left fin out
You put your plastic ass in
And you shake it all about
You only get three wishes
Three strikes and you are out
That's what it's all about