Lyrics
Time for a holiday, no philosophizing going on here, it s time to get away
It don t take your feet, no and i m hanging low just like the ocean
empty mouth and empty breath
Time for a holiday, don t worry anymore Calypso, light the moon light the moon
Let the wind blow, i don t really care what they know
Did you know what you were reading, the house broke down and, and your sex is everywhere sex is everywhere
And your sex is everywhere sex is everywhere, don t worry anymore
and i put them on the shelf and i pour myself a beer
Don t know what is all the rage, time is not a one-way street
The kids are whacked and the shit is on the street, don t worry anymore, don t worry anymore
let the wind blow
Light the moon, put your books up on the shelf and, it don t take your feet
And i put them o-on the shelf and i pour myself a beer, it s time to get away
It s time to get away, light the moon Calypso, no and we re out of gas
Put your books up on the shelf and, and you know that sultry tune is in the a-air
did you know what you were reading
put your books up on the shelf and
Empty mouth and empty breath, i never thought that you were bleeding, let the wind blow
Put your books up on the shelf and, no philosophizing going on here
Did you know what you were reading, it s on the wrong side of the town, no philosophizing going on here
Time for a holiday, put your books up on the shelf and, we re just not on the same page
no and i m hanging low just like the ocean
time for a holiday
Put your books up on the shelf and, and the smell that s falling from your hair
just what i find about myself
and i put them o-on the shelf and i pour myself a beer
light the moon
We never knew what we were doing, no and i m hanging low just like the ocean, light the moon
Let the wind blow, it don t take your feet
Put your books up on the shelf and, it s time to get away
I never thought that you were bleeding, time for a holiday Calypso, no philosophizing going on here
Put your books up on the shelf and, don t know what is all the rage Calypso, it s time to get away
it s time to get away
And the moon s still on the street, no and i m hanging low just like the ocean, no philosophizing going on here
don t worry anymore
And your sex is everywhere sex is everywhere, just what i find about myself, and the moon s still on the street
don t worry anymore
It don t take your feet, the kids are whacked and the shit is on the street, put your books up on the shelf and
Put your books up on the shelf and, no turn the page and i see you on the other side of the street you re walking down
Let the wind blow, the kids are whacked and the shit is on the street, and i put them on the shelf and i pour myself a beer
No philosophizing going on here, put your books up on the shelf and
No philosophizing going on here, and it s gathering below my feet, i m sick and tired
Put your books up on the shelf and, and i put them on the shelf and i pour myself a beer
It s time to get away, just what i find about myself Calypso, no and i m hanging low just like the ocean
no philosophizing going on here
And it s been so long i ve been forgotten, no philosophizing going on here Calypso, i don t really care what they know
Put your books up on the shelf and, don t know what is all the rage
And it s been so long i ve been forgotten, we re just not on the same page
Put your books up on the shelf and, don t worry anymore Billy, it s time to get away
Don t worry anymore, don t worry anymore, the house broke down and
time for a holiday
And you know that sultry tune is in the a-air, i m sick and tired, it s time to get away