Lyrics: Station
Hey, it's great to be here
With all you groovy people
Yeah, this is the church
And there, there is the steeple
Muffins in a cup
Soup straight from the ladle
What do you go on for?
Can't you see the cat's cradle?
Put her on a pedestal
Left handed tea cups
For right, right handed people
We have our downs and ups
The use it was nullified
The yo-yo headed was nixed
I hurt you, but the difference is
That just can't be fixed
Aw, Station! I say, Station!
On the tape!
Who knows, who cares?
Who wants to know, I don't know.
Wig-wearing has a station
It doesn't matter if it's dead