I ate it and at once my eyes could see you No sooner had I ooped it down I felt so far off from the ground I stood on.
My legs they seemed to me like high-rise buildings My head was high up in the sky My skin the sun began to fry like bacon.
And then somebody old appeared and asked had I come far . . . And hadn't they just seen me up on haleakala . . . I kept on body surfing to pretend I hadn't heard There was someone there beside me, swimming like richard iii And I'm still smiling
Seven naked native girls swam seven sacred pools . . . Lone-ranger smoking doobies said you're breaking all the rules . . . You'd better get your clothes on or else there'll be a row . . . If it wasn't for my sunstroke I would take you on right now . . . And I'm still smiling.
I fell in love with my soft-hearted hana She entered right in through my heart And now although we're miles apart I still feel her.
She lives beneath the crater in the meadow She moves among the fruit and grain You can meet her after heavy rain has fallen.
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