So free your mind and give me all you can
tell me how long, tell me im wrong
life is too short to waste it all by tasting the things up in your head cause soon we'll all be dead.
To live a life of excess means no rest
go big or you gotta go home
incoming calls can wait, with nothing left to say
all we did was fumble all along

the ode to life and love in the summer time
you know i told you its the ode to life and love in the summer time

No matter how eager your mind for the shuffle,
its too much too soon
we're flying high above all the hills of West Virginia
we're in a helium balloon

All the way from Boston to San Francisco
we tried and tried to keep rythm on our side
I met a man with strings on every finger
he tried so hard not to let 'em linger
he took his time and drank his share of wine,
looking for the justice in it all
cause you know i fried your brain
in it all-you know i want it-in it all- in it all

Get up and feel the flow, you got a whole lotta lovin in your soul
Get up and feel the flow, yea you got a whole lotta lovin in your soul

© Free Henry! Productions, LLC
Lyrics by Bob Buckley