F 
The universe is runnin' away 
F 
I heard on the news, just the other day 
Bb 
There's this new stuff called dark energy 
F 
We can't measure and we can't see 
C 
It's some elemental mystery train that we can't catch 
Bb 
But our heads are in the oven 
Bb                                    F 
and somebody's bout to strike a match 
 
Meanwhile back on our big round ball 

Things are getting serious as cholesterol 

Permutations, calculations, greedy piggies at the trough 

Arrogance and ignorance just to top it off 

I can't keep up with the Nasdaq 

Who got sold and who got bought 

I've got to take a lunch break 

But I'll leave with a little food for thought 


Bb                        F 
Maybe it's all too simple 
Bb                                  F 
For our big brains to figure it out 
Bb                     F 
What if the hokey pokey 
C 
Is all it really is about  
 
What if life is just a cosmic joke 
Like spiders in your underwear or olives in your coke 
My life can get as messy as a day old sticky bun 
So I arm myself with punch lines and a giant water gun 
They say its not that simple but just maybe it should be 
It's time to change the subject,would join me for a cup of herbal tea? 
 
Chorus 
 
I still believe in rock and roll 
It pays my bills and it sooths my soul 
There really really isn't a whole lot more around 
Except for maybe Frank Sinatra and the Big Band sound 
I want music in my music 
I want chicken in my soup 
I want caffeine in my system let's revive the hula hoop 
 
Chorus 
 
Maybe it's all too simple 
For our big brains to figure it out 
What if the hokey pokey 
Is all it really is about 
 
 
Ad Lib 
 
You put your right fin in  
You take your left fin out 
You put your plastic ass in  
And you shake it all about 
You only get three wishes 
Three strikes and you are out 
That's what it's all about