Like a rapid fire at the noon

the man was real the story is true

down in the desert listening the tunes

Lullabies from around the moon

sun dance season dead men don't go

Inner harvest at the pontiac zone

;Just a little bit more

and a little bit more

I need someone to move me;

Grew up feeling all was odd and strange

big motor could brake any day

Mama Smith set the cardson a play

bell shaped tones and the mercury moon

don in the desert listening the tunes

Lullabies from around the moon

sundance season dead men don't go

keep on driving at the pontiac zone

Just a little bit moreand a little bit more

I need someone to move me

Just a little bit more and a little bit more

I need someone to move me

Just a little bit more and a little bit more

Nobody can prove me, just a little bit more and a little bit more

Just a little