LOST ON HEMP ISLAND

DO YOU NEED A REASON FOR LIVIN'?
DO YOU NEED A REASON TO SMILE?
DO YOU NEED A REASON FOR LIVIN'?
DO YOU NEED A REASON TO SMILE?

LOST IN FLIGHT WITH BUTTERFLIES, DRIVEN BY THE WIND.
CARRIED OFF ACROSS A DEVIL'S OCEAN,
FLOATING FOR WEEKS ON END.
I CAN'T STAND THE ROAR OF THIS FLUTTERING.
THERE MUST BE BILLIONS OF THEM.
THE ISLAND BELOW IS MY ONLY HOPE TO GET SOME PEACE AGAIN.
SO I CRASH LANDED IN A GARDEN OF HEMP,
PLANTS STAND A HUNDRED FEET HIGH.
JUST THE SCENT FROM THE FLOWERS WAS ENOUGH,
TO MAKE MY EYES START TO SHINE.

AND AS I WAS PARALYZED, FROM THE SIGHT OF THEM,
I BEGAN TO SING LA, DE DA, DE DA, DE DA, DA DE DA.
I BEGAN TO GROOVE.

(24 bar groove)

I PLANNED SCHEMED OF ALL THE WAYS I'D BE ABLE TO DO THEM.
I SAT AND THOUGHT AND I THOUGHT AND SAT,
SPREADING MY NATURAL GRIN. (laugh)
I FINALLY CHOSE THE BIGGEST PLANT FOR MILES,
TO GET A GOOD LOOK FROM UP HIGHER.
HALFWAY UP CAME A BLINDING RUSH, I AIN'T GOT NO FIRE!

AND AS I WAS PARALYZED, FROM THE SIGHT OF THEM,
I BEGAN TO SING LA, DE DA, DE DA, DE DA, DA DE DA.
I BEGAN TO GROOVE.

(40 bar groove)