You're everywhere and nowhere baby,
that's where you're at,
Going down a bumpy hillside,
in your hippy hat.
Flying across the country,
and getting fat,
Saying everything is groovy,
when your tires are flat.
And it's high ho silver lining,
anywhere you go now baby,
I see your sun is shining,
But I won't make a fuss,
though it's obvious.
Flies are in your pea soup baby,
they're waving at me,
Anything you want is yours now,
only nothing's for free,
Lies are gonna get you someday,
just wait and see,
So open up your beach umbrella,
while you're watching TV.
And it's high ho silver lining,
anywhere you go now baby,
I see your sun is shining,
But I won't make a fuss,
though it's obvious.
And it's high ho silver lining,
anywhere you go now baby,
I see your sun is shining,
But I won't make a fuss,
though it's obvious.
And it's high ho silver lining,
anywhere you go now baby,
I see your sun is shining,
But I won't make a fuss,
though it's obvious.
And it's high ho silver lining,
anywhere you go now baby,
I see your sun is shining,
But I won't make a fuss,
though it's obvious.

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