"What If The Hokey-Pokey Is All It Really Is About?" lyrics
The universe is runnin' away
I heard it on the news just the other day
There's this new stuff called dark energy
We can't measure and we can't see
It's some elementary mystery
Train that we can't catch
But our heads are in the oven
And somebody's 'bout to strike a match
Meanwhile back on this big round ball
Things are getting serious as cholesterol
Permutations, calculations, greedy piggies at the trough
Arrogance and ignorance and just to top it off
I just can't keep up with the NASDAQ
Who got sold and bought
But I've got to take my lunch break
I'll leave you with a little for thought
Maybe it's all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey-pokey
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 it's not that simple, but just maybe it should be
It's time to change the subject, would you join me for a cup of herbal tea?
Maybe it's all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey-pokey
Is really what it's all about?
I still believe in rock 'n' roll
It pays my bills and soothes my soul
There really really isn't a whole lot more around
Except for Frank Sinatra and the Big-Band sound
I want music in the music, I want chicken in the soup
I want caffeine in my system, let's revive the hula-hoop
Maybe it's all too simple
For their big brains to figure it out
What if the hokey-pokey
Is really what it's all about?
You put your hand in, you take your hand out
You put your mind in and you shake it all about
You've only got two options, having fun or freaking out
And that's what it's all about
(Let's do it again, Parrotheads!)
You put your left thing in, you take your right thing out
You put your plastic ass in and you shake it all about
You only get three wishes, three strikes and you are out
And that's what it's all about
That's what it's all about
Hokey-pokey
That's what it's all about
I heard it on the news just the other day
There's this new stuff called dark energy
We can't measure and we can't see
It's some elementary mystery
Train that we can't catch
But our heads are in the oven
And somebody's 'bout to strike a match
Meanwhile back on this big round ball
Things are getting serious as cholesterol
Permutations, calculations, greedy piggies at the trough
Arrogance and ignorance and just to top it off
I just can't keep up with the NASDAQ
Who got sold and bought
But I've got to take my lunch break
I'll leave you with a little for thought
Maybe it's all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey-pokey
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 it's not that simple, but just maybe it should be
It's time to change the subject, would you join me for a cup of herbal tea?
Maybe it's all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey-pokey
Is really what it's all about?
I still believe in rock 'n' roll
It pays my bills and soothes my soul
There really really isn't a whole lot more around
Except for Frank Sinatra and the Big-Band sound
I want music in the music, I want chicken in the soup
I want caffeine in my system, let's revive the hula-hoop
Maybe it's all too simple
For their big brains to figure it out
What if the hokey-pokey
Is really what it's all about?
You put your hand in, you take your hand out
You put your mind in and you shake it all about
You've only got two options, having fun or freaking out
And that's what it's all about
(Let's do it again, Parrotheads!)
You put your left thing in, you take your right thing out
You put your plastic ass in and you shake it all about
You only get three wishes, three strikes and you are out
And that's what it's all about
That's what it's all about
Hokey-pokey
That's what it's all about
Writer(s): Taftt Baker, Roland Laprise, Mac McAnally, Charles Macak, Jimmy Buffett
