text: Start marching
  Cause you think you shot to number one
  Counting days and
  Skipping your stones into the sun
  Over age and under thumb, oh
  Does it weigh a ton?
  Ill be yours tonight
  Living the dream of a meteorite
  Start jumping cause
  Weve got something to say, yeah
  Young lovers keep it pumping
  In the streets of L.A., yeah
  Short stroking doesnt fly
  Better to go for broke
  Watch you smoking Mary Jane
  And does it make you choke?
  Jumping the fence, riding the rails, oh
  Can you take a joke?
  Ill be yours today
  Living the dream with a capital K
  Start jumping cause
  Weve got something to say, yeah
  Young lovers keep it pumping
  In the streets of L.A., yeah
  Tell me now, Ill tell you how
  Just show me where to send
  Make time for love and your happiness
  The Mothers of Invention are the best
  We all know and struggle with some loneliness
  A tender mess for everyone, I guess
  I guess
  Half blinded
  Im reminded how to find the stairs
  Nickel and dimin
  Think its time to play some musical chairs
  Dirty laundry, what a quandary
  Ask her if she cares
  Ill be yours and more
  Better than ever, like never before
  Start jumping cause
  Weve got something to say, yeah
  Young lovers keep it pumping
  In the streets of L.A
  Make time for love and your happiness
  The Mothers of Invention are the best
  We all know and struggle with some loneliness
  A tender mess for everyone, I guess
  I guess
  Sweet talking
  As Im walking through your part of town
  Never again
  Will Johnny C. a Love Supreme be found
  Is it ever meant to be?
  And is it so profound?
  Is it you and me?
  A billion to one, make history
  A history
  Said yeah, oh yeah
  Said yeah, oh yeah
  I said yeah, oh yeah