What If The Hokey Pokey Is All It Really Is About? Testo

The universe is runnin' away I heard it on the news just the other day There's this new stuff called dark energy We can't measure and we can't see It's some elemental mystery Train that we can't catch But our heads are in the oven 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 just can't keep up with the Nasdaq Who got sold and bought I've got to take my lunch break But I'll leave you with a little for thought Maybe it's all too simple For our brains to figure it out What if the hokey pokey 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 big ol' water gun They say it's not that simple but just maybe it should be It's time to change the subject, would you join me in a cup of herbal tea? Maybe it's all too simple For our brains to figure it out What if the hokey pokey Is all it really is about I still believe in rock 'n' roll It pays my bills and soothes my soul There really really isn't A whole lot more around Except for Frank Sinatra and the Big band sound I want music in the music I want chicken in the soup I want caffeine in my system let's revive the hula hoop Maybe it's all too simple For our brains to figure it out What if the hokey pokey Is all it really is about