Yellow Pills

One, two
One, two, three, four

Everybody's feeling groovy
Everybody's got tight pants on
'Cause everybody feels like they were
Just made by the creator

So come take a walk down my street
Keep your head up by the phone lines
You can see the world if you want to
Give it a try, open your eyes and feel free

Ahh, of my yellow pills
Ahh, of my yellow pills

Take a look around my street
Everybody's got their new wheels
They're still gonna chyme on the freeway
Everybody got the yellow pills

Just look at their happy faces
Lovin' to the tape machine
Actin' like they're drivin' to heaven
Turn up the blind, I hit you with mine and feel free

Ahh, of my yellow pills
Ahh, of my yellow pills
Ahh, of my yellow pills

I'll always believe in your lies
You make me feel so alive
'Cause I don't love to be real

'Cause everybody's is feeling groovy
Everybody's cut their hair short
And everybody feels like they were
Just made by the creator

So come take a walk down my street
Keep your head up by the phone line
You can see the world if you want to
Give it a try, open your eyes and feel free

Ahh, of my yellow pills
Ahh, of my yellow pills
Oh, ahh, my yellow pills
Oh, ahh, my yellow pills