Firefly campground let me see your light Out of the darkness everything's all right Light me firefly, take me away Send me back at the dawn of the day Firefly campground

How is your visit to Canada? Is it all it's expected to look? Did you make it through customs inspection? Did they mistake you for a trespassing crook? Did you tell 'em your SS number? That's the only thing they need to see. Tell me about Nova Scotia, and send it on a postcard to me. In this province, you'll find eateries, Pewter and pottery stores. Don't forget the Peggy's Cove Lighthouse, Just north of the Halifax shore! Saw a picture of your lovely log cabin. And a small private beach on the lake. Did you ever decide to go row boating? An exhilarating experience to take! Gimme a little more about Scotia What other things were there to do? Did you do miles in a kilometer speed zone? Did you have to spell "color" with a "U"? Up here, there's no fish in the Atlantic. But lots of boating museums nearby. There are islands uninhabited by humans, But I'll bet you'd wonder why. Good fences make good neighbors. But in your case, a wildlife trail. Have fun in your ball cap and hiking boots, And spray for mosquito repel! Chow on marshmallows round a bon fire, Play bocce ball with your friends, Talk classic episodes of Second City, And wish this trip wouldn't end. As for me, I'm house-sitting your place Your record collection looks great You never told me you had Gorillaz Or a handful of 78's. But I also care for your well-being. Keep away from bears and raccoons. Don't let moose or coyotes get you. And remember to be back soon. How was your visit to Canada? Was it all it was cracked up to be? Tell me about Nova Scotia, And send it on a postcard to me.

Once upon a lifetime, a romance came and grew Two lovers were binded, and those lovers were me and you A pretty woman, a brown eyed handsome man, Got together because we can And here we are, moving on, just like in the plan. You're Scottish, I'm Italian, That never bothered us Everybody's welcome here, so get on board the bus From puppy lovers to newlyweds, State to state and head to head We've waited for the day when we would be sharing the beds I'm getting the good vibrations You're giving me excitation I think it's a great sensation Get me out of here You pick me up when I'm winded out and I can't feel my feet Come and help take me to the end of this whole damn street A Daddy's girl and a Mamma's boy Fell in love and jumped for joy And then learned that love was more than a toy. Now that the wheel's in motion Let's sail across the ocean Hand me the suntan lotion Hurry it along The party's on and swinging and we're the queen and the king I'm running out of things to say so let the band do their thing See that everybody's come and gone, and now the night is through. What more can I say except I'm lonely without you I'm seeing you, through your savory eyes You have my baby and that ain't one of dem lies If only we could join hands and take to the skies But when I least expect it You lead me where you direct it But I just had to inspect it What do you intend? One percent inspiration Ninety nine percent perspiration Said the best inventor in the nation Thomas Edison

Won't you play a simple melody Like my mother sang to me? One with good old fashioned harmony Play a simple melody Musical demon, set your honey a'dreamin' Won't you play me some rag? Just change that classical nag To some sweet beautiful drag If you will play from a copy of a tune that is choppy You'll get all my applause And that is simply because I want to listen to rag A simple melody Is the perfect remedy It's ideal in therapy Puts things into clarity So please join us one and all Come and sing our simple song With a simple melody Where it belongs I'm singing, singing, singing to myself Just swinging, swinging, the books right off the shelf Bels ringing, ringing, doin' their own thing Whoops! There goes a flat note with a zing!

Saturday morning, and I got nothing to do Got no cigarettes to smoke, got no bubblegum to chew But the sun is shining and the clouds got nowhere to hide I think I'll go and take a walk outside I'm busy going nowhere, and it doesn't sound like fun But it is when you try it, puttin' trouble on the run Just like me, just doing nothing, and I'm making it a thing A trend that I call aimless wandering I'll reach my fingers up unto the breezy air And catch the yellow ribbon to hold up flowers in her hair I wish that I could visualize the stories we've been told Like Peter Pan I'm afraid of growing old Here we go a-trying to get away from it all If someone asks me for a journey I will just ignore the call Everybody's doing something, but for me no pain, no gain But suddenly I sensed oncoming rain So I watched the storm clouds gather and the sky turned dark and grey And I was puzzled, cause my weather app said it wouldn't turn out this way But then again, I have no Wi-Fi, so I have to improvise A little rainfall won't spoil my exercise I just don't care of where I even plan to go If you try and ask to join me, the answer will be no So please don't bother following me, cause it's you that will you be lost And that alone is a really terrible cost Walkin' past these faces that I'll never see again If someone has a start, I'll counter with the mighty end Crossing on the DON'T WALK light is none of my concern Cause I have no desire to hug or to learn Sometimes the smell is crappy and sometimes the smell is sweet Wherever I go, I'm always in for a very special treat Cause I don't find it annoying, and that's just how life must go Like in Greenwich Village you gotta jelly roll If this old landscape starts to smell and look like shit I'll just wash the brush and then I'll beat the devil out of it If that is not a metaphor, then I don't know what is And for many years nobody beat the Wiz The road keeps going forward, there is no turning back I'll just go wherever I want to and see where the action's at I'm not talking bout the nightclubs, not lookin for the Guggenheim Cause the only thing I desire is a good time I'm busy going nowhere, and it doesn't sound like fun But it is when you try it, puttin' trouble on the run Just like me, just doing nothing, and I'm making it a thing A trend that I call aimless wandering Times Square on the west side, Grand Central on the east And the Empire State Building where beauty killed the beast I've been to all those landmarks, I've eaten em to the core But it's times like this that I feel like I want more I just don't care of where I even plan to go If you try and ask to join me, the answer will be no Now go with someone else or you might be lost in Babylon And that's all she wrote, we'd better be moving on.

A summer's day On a warm September morn' I took a drive On the Coney Island shore I got a great view of the sea This is such a place to be On a 'mazin' weekend—wouldn't you agree? At Luna Park Somewhere along Surf Avenue I saw a girl She looked so pretty and so blue She sat there sitting on the side Because she just missed her ride To her home Uptown away from rising tide So I came up beside her and said you don't have to roam Just simply come with me and I can take you home She said yes and packed her stuff out back and then she climbed aboard Then we left with Pink Floyd playing on the dashboard She was small And she had flowers in her hair Covered in a hat And she said her name was Claire She was a housekeeper by trade And her breath smelled like lemonade And I tell you she's the best one ever maid And there we were On a sunny afternoon Sixty ninth And Metropolitan Avenue We were almost to her lawn As the music carried on I turned around to see her but she's gone?!? She disappeared without a trace See the look upon my face I didn't even hear a sound Even with the music down The back seat's empty, so is the trunk The lemon smell turned into skunk No fingerprints, no stray hairs As if that girl was never there Went to the front door and there was her mom Throwing away a cherry bomb So I asked her "Did Claire come in" She said "No she hasn't you bobby pin She isn't out back-she isn't in bed She isn't anywhere at all-She's dead" "But Coney Island and Luna Park Riding the Cyclone after dark Haven't you thought to look over there" "I'm telling you for the last time she's nowhere" "Then how did I wind up all the way here" "Ol Claire has been known to be a puppeteer But she's dead you hear me she did not go astray She's deceased end of story bye-bye go away" I went back to the car full of sought and of despair Thinking of the girl that wasn't there No one at home believes me When I tell who you are What do you think this is? Some sort of Hitchcock film? Have I gone insane? WHERE DID YOU GO? I need you What can I do Without you And then the Christmas season came The gifts and games all looked the same With cards and letters from our fans And pointless stuff like trips to Cannes Then something caught my eye Beneath the pumpkin pie A folded piece of paper lying there "Happy Christmas everyone, love Claire" The same Claire that escaped into thin air The same Claire as the girl that wasn't there. And now my friends believe and care In me and love and hope and Claire And made their mission then and there To help me find the girl that wasn't there So I made for the address on the card It was a place that I knew so it wasn't hard Twas the shopping mall on 34th and Broadway It would be here where the answers would be said If she was just a figment or was she dead Had to be one or the other, omigosh All the while, my thoughts were blinded by the rising sun Aimless Wandering will have to wait till I'm done There she was on the balcony Looking down from level three Open arms and open hands Waiting for that moment Then I saw that she was white Transparent, looking like soft light Intangible, pale and dead Was this all a stunt? The sun was rising higher Twas shining right at me The light was getting brighter and I couldn't see Then I realized that It was all a dream Something that anyone could have And she's still there In the backseat of the cab It was nearly half past ten We were almost there and then I decided not to think of it again And there we were On a sunny afternoon Sixty ninth And Metropolitan Avenue We looked each other in the eye And bid a heart-i-ful goodbye And I let it slide that we should meet again sometime Will I keep true to my word? Will I forget what I had heard? But then again, I can't believe what had occurred As it turns out she's got a boyfriend But so what? I got a wife This has got to be the strangest day of my life!

I'm looking for a mate To make my lonely nights turn great. Not just a friend, I have enough I want to pursue the other stuff And that's Why I'm on this dating site Waiting for a man that's right Send me your picture in Twenty four megabytes To whom it may concern respond tonight Please know that I'm awaiting your reply I hope you are appealing to the eye I really want the love that you supply And that is implied My profile's true of what it says My favorite candy is PEZ They say I'm juvenile But please continue if that's your style I cuddle like a teddy bear Bouncy on a rocking chair Best of all you can take me anywhere The city lights are dying down again You'll really love me, cause I'm just your size Say yes and you'll get what it advertised I hope that your profile is likewise I'll place the bet And don't forget And I will love you till the end I'll be with you like a friend And remember we can Sleep in on the weekend The streets get empty when I feel afraid

We come on the Sloop John B The bandmates and me 'Round New York Town we did roam Drinkin' all night, got into a fight We feel so broke up, now we wanna go home So hoist up the John B. sails See how the mainsail set Call for the captain ashore Let us go home Let us go home, we wanna go home We feel so break-up Now we wanna go home The first mate, he got drunk And made off with everything in the trunk The coast guard had to come and take him away Mister John Stone, make sure he leaves us alone We're feeling so break-up and we wanna go home So hoist up the John B. sails See how the mainsail set Call for the captain ashore We're going home We're going home, we wanna go home We feel so break-up Now we're going home Now send all our things ashore Let all the breezes blow I’m so sorry but we can no longer stay Good-bye to you, Tra-la-la-lu, This is the worst trip since we have been born.