Wasting your days,
Chasing some girls all right, 
Chasing cocaine to the back rooms of the world all night
Wasting your days, 
Chasing some girls all right, 
Chasing cocaine through the back rooms of the world all night

Sounds, smash hits, melody maker N.M.E.
All sound like a dream to me,
All sound like a dream to me, 
All sounds like a dream.
Sounds, smash hits, melody maker N.M.E.
All sound like a dream to me,
All sound like a dream to me, 
All sounds like a dream.

Step out of your toga and look to the folk
You are a prince in the ocean,
In the pit(?),  in the sky, in your eye.
Step out of your toga and into the ocean, look
They got your prince on the phone,
In the pint(?), in the sky, in your eye.

To the song …  I wrote a song for America, who knew?
Ohh no, ohh noo.



Thanks to kj for correcting these lyrics

                          Thanks to Geoff for correcting these lyrics