The whole kit and caboodle is in disrepair,
There’s no where to go; it’s not here.
Little captains and coo-coos from here to Timbuktu
Are counting their dough in the mirror.
Singin’ rooty toot-toot for the moon. It’s the biggest star I’ve ever seen.
It’s a pearl of wisdom, a slice of green cheese, burnin’ just like kerosene,
Burnin’ just like kerosene.
He was just some young white kid trying to sound tough and black
With a grapple and spit in his voice. He laughed at the things we do,
Radio laughed too. I held up my arms to rejoice.
Singin’ rooty toot-toot for the moon. It’s the biggest star I’ve ever seen.
It’s a pearl of wisdom, a slice of green cheese, burnin’ just like kerosene,
Burnin’ just like kerosene.
So God bless motorcycles and far out, heavy trifles.
You know you can’t memorize Zen.
Hang your hat on your nose, don’t hide in your clothes.
Smile at someone… begin to begin!
Singin’ rooty toot-toot for the moon. It’s the biggest star I’ve ever seen.
It’s a pearl of wisdom, a slice of green cheese, burnin’ just like kerosene,
Burnin’ just like kerosene.
Singin’ rooty toot-toot for the moon. It’s the biggest star I’ve ever seen.
It’s a pearl of wisdom, a slice of green cheese, burnin’ just like kerosene,
Burnin’ just like kerosene.
1973 – Michael Johnson – Performed by Jon Gailmor – Album: Gonna Die with a Smile If It Kills Me