[Verse 1]
Cut down, see-saw
Need some news there
Take me to everyone's there
If I could write you a love poem, I would
But the Polk Street poked me again

[Chorus]
So please leave me here
So I can try
To blow my baby's mind

[Verse 2]
In the years of panic
With the fears of habit
I've had it
Please blow your horn
Yellow Sandwich Submarine
Makes me cry like a fly

[Chorus]
With a wheezy spoon
So sleep on the kitchen
Hey Joel, where you going with that?
Where you going, where you going
Oh, with that?
[Instrumental]

[Bridge]
But the Polk Street poked me again
Poked me again
Polk Street poked me again
Oh, poked me again

[Chorus]
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock is dead, rock is dead
Rock is dead