| Melody: | Back to Roth's Song Index | ||
| By: | Anne Dodson | ||
| On: | February Tapes, Volume I: Gordon Bok & Friends |
Chorus
Sing, dance, glorious notes
Let them out of your glorious throats
It won't matter years from now if you once sang off-key
Dance, sing, glorious steps
Show the world that you won't forget
It may matter years from now that you once believed in dreams.
Landing on a piece of cloud they did a jig and they laughed out loud
Forty winks when they were done all on this pleasant evening.
Pie and Tom decided to go to a rodeo with a picture-show
Jumped into the screen you know, riding on wild horses
When the picture jumped the track they hung on to the horses' back
Ended up on a racing track and won the Kentucky Derby.
Once they hitched a ride to Mars on a transport truck full of foreign cars
Martians pickle cars in jars and eat them in bag lunches
Pie and Tom could not get home so they each put wings on a metronome
Fueled them up with honeycomb, came down in Nome, Alaska.
Pie and Tom are older now, they'd like to dance, they still know how
But they gave it up for a house in town and a desk job at the brewery
But once a month on the full of the moon, with a glint in their eye and a silver spoon
They dig for chests of gold dubloons on a floating desert island.