Hey how are ya?
You sure got a way of greetin a man
Might I add, the perfect sun tan

You're riding on your yellow Schwinn
I'm blasting classic rock in spring
A couple of summer demons

With battery recharging
When you hear the Bob Seger song
You know I'll be long gone

Cuttin all my classes
Like a hit of acid
And hey how are ya?


Like a dog on a telephone
There is nonsense sustaining

In staying on ya getting off
You'll find yourself much better off
Feeling a bit less softer even

But coughing up a lung and then some
Yeah you know i got your battery recharger right here
And hey how are ya?