Bob Rupe

Let's pick it up
Let's pick it up
Let's pick it up
Let's pick it up

Well the year of the redneck mama
It was announced by the sign of a comet
Hanging in the sky at 3 AM
Again and again again and again
and I say

100 flower power maximum
100 flower power maximum
100 flower power maximum
Let's pick it up
Let's pick it up

Well the year of the redneck mama
It was announced by the sign of a comet
Hanging in the sky at 3AM
That's right!
Let's pick it up
Let's pick it up
Let's pick it up
Let's pick it up
100 flower power maximum
100 flower power maximum
100 flower power maximum
Let's pick it up

And it's a long long way to the top
But when you come down
It's one headlong rush

You've got an itch to scratch
The shiny bits of light
Hanging like stars
Hanging like stars

And Mary says you're such a restless soul
My bicycle spaniard
My magyar of cold

You've got an itch to find what's best left lost and cold
My bicycle spaniard
My poor restless soul
My bicycle spaniard
My poor restless soul

Cigarettes and carrot juice
And get yourself a new tattoo
For those sleeveless days of June

I'm sitting on the Caf?Xeno's steps
With a book I haven't started yet
Watching all the girls walk by...

Could I take you out?
I'll be yours without a doubt
On that Big Dipper

And if the sound of this it frightens you
We could play it real cool
And act somewhat indifferent

And hey June why'd you have to come
Why'd you have to come around, so soon?
I wasn't ready for all this nature
The terrible green green grass
And violent blooms of flowered dresses
And afternoons that make me sleepy

But we could wait awhile
Before we push that dull turnstile
Into the passage

The thousands they have tread
And others sometimes fled
Before the turn came

And we could wait our lives
Before a chance arrives
Before the passage

From the top you can see Monterey
Or think about San Jose
Though I know it's not that pleasant

And hey Jim, Kerouac
Or so he likes to say.
Lucky bastard

He's sitting on the cafe Xeno's steps
With a girl I'm not over yet
Watching all the world go by

"Boy you're looking bad
Did I make you feel that sad?
I'm honestly flattered."

But if she asks me out,
I'll be hers without a doubt
On that Big Dipper

Cigarettes, and carrot juice
And get yourself a new tattoo
For those sleeveless days of June...

I'm sitting on the Caf?Xeno's steps...
I haven't got the courage yet
I haven't got the courage yet
I haven't got the courage yet

We went down
to the old part of town
by the stinking canal
and the cotton mill

Under a ghetto palm
with her bicycle shorts on
with a gesture she said to me:

"I really must confess
I'd like to get undressed
with you."

And though the thought
had never really crossed my mind
Oh that was a line
So I went along.

We ran out
Under the turning leaves
The fetid earth
it was damp and cool
Well Autumn's feeble light
on her salty neck
all innocence, it was lost

I really must confess
I am feeling quite distressed
My stars are always crossed
And I have always taken
more than I have given back,
and as a matter of fact,
I've given nothing up

You can still come and bring me coffee in the morning.
You can still come and make me chicken fried steak.
Or you can live your life with whomever you please to
As long as someone takes good care of me.
You know I don't mind.

How can I live without you
if it means I gotta get a job?

You could still come and bring me those fancy pastries.
You can still come and crawl into my bed.
Or you can live your life with whomever you please to,
As long as someone takes good care of me.
You know I don't mind.

How can I live without you
if it means I gotta get a job

Cold summer wheat
It sways in the breeze
till it fades in the autumn
to brown

Cool summer grass
it beckons and calls
and I lie here with you
in my heart

I can't forget you
I can't forget you
I can't forget you
at all

Birds take to the sky
they never alight
they circle around
forever

Now I tried but I failed
to hide and disguise
this one simple
sentiment

I can't forget you
I can't forget you
I can't forget you
No No

I can't forget you
I can't forget you
I can't forget you
at all
No No

I hate my generation
I offer no apologies
I hate my generation, yeah

I hate my generation
I picked it up and threw it away
I hate my generation

It's alright
It's alright

I hate my generation
Now that I said it
I feel liberated
I hate my generation now

I hate my generation
I offer no apologies
I hate my generation now

It's alright
alright
alright

I hate my
I hate my
I hate my

I'm a little rocket ship
I'll take you on a little trip
We'll leave this planet far behind

I'm a little tired of it
and you're a little weary I can tell
yeah yeah

Well I'm a little rocket ship
And you are Queen Andromeda
of all the stars
those with names
and those in clusters

You are on account of the infinite
So can't you see
that I'm a little rocket ship

I'm a little rocket ship
I'll take you on a little trip
And leave this planet far behind

Do you suppose that they've been here?
I don't know, but I've been there.
Do you wanna come along?

I'm a little rocket ship
and you are crowned with them magnificent
all the stars
those with names
and those in dingy drag bars

They plead with you not to go
to Pleiades or Scorpio
and I'm a little rocket ship

Where ya going to?
If you want me let me take you
Where ya going to?
If you want me let me take you

'Cause in my life
I got nothing to believe in
Except for you
I got nothing to believe in

Whatcha looking for?
If you want it I will find it.
Yeah whatcha looking for?
If you want me let me find it.

'Cause in my life
I got nothing to believe in
Except for you
I got nothing to believe in

And I feel fine
I feel fine
Yeah I feel fine
I feel fine

'Cause in my life
I got nothing to believe in
Except for you
I got nothing to believe in
Except for you
I got nothing to believe in

I feel fine
Yeah I feel infe
I feel fine,
I feel fine,
Yeah I feel fine
Yeah I feel fine
I feel fine,
Yeah I feel fine

It's been a long time since I had Sweet Thistle Pie.
It's been a long time since I had Sweet Thistle Pie.
She claps her hands and snaps her fingers
Knows my name but calls me Ginger
Been a long time since I had Sweet Thistle Pie.

Hey Hey Hey Yeah

Sweet Thistle Pie
Sweet Thistle Pie
Sweet Thistle Pie

It's been a long time since I've been so very low.
It's been a long time since I've been so very low.
When I was young, you were no stranger
Around the world and slipped through my fingers,
It's been a long time since I've been so very low.

Hey Hey Hey Yeah

Sweet Thistle Pie
Sweet Thistle Pie
Sweet Thistle Pie

This is the Golden Age
It's hard to imagine
With the way I feel today
That this is the Golden Age
The Golden Age

Somewhere I failed
Somewhere I lost you
In a black crowd of crows
And shiny things
I can't remember

This is the Golden Age
This is the Golden Age
The Golden Age

It seems like I'm high
But baby I'm crawling
In the unbearable days
I threw away
But I should have savored
The flaxen light
Off of the dying wheat
Your rye whiskey mouth
And your dandelion teeth

This is the Golden Age
This is the Golden Age
This is the Golden Age
This is the Golden Age

I'm so fucking sick
I'm the king of the world.
I'm a genius of useless stuff

Some people they gotta work
Well I just hang around.
A dreaming' up useless stuff

So if I call you from time to time
I said my life is such a drag
and I feel like a hag please shut me up.
Girl would you like to live my life
And I'll be with you tonight
and I'll be your useless stuff

Now everybody wants to be our friend
So we act real Zen,
and hang around with movie stars

So if I call you from time to time
I said my life is such a drag
and I feel like a hag, kick me in the ass.
Girl would you like to live my life
And I'll be with you tonight
and I'll be your useless stuff
yeah I'll be your useless stuff
Can I be your useless stuff