One, two...
One, two, three, four...

Everybody's feeling groovy
Everybody's got tight pants on
Everybody's feels like they were
Just made by the Creator

So come take a walk down my street
With your head up by the phone lines
You can see the world if you want to
Give it a try
Open your eyes
When you bring oh oh oh
My yellow pills
My yellow pills

Take a look around my street
Everybody's got their new wheels
But they're stuck in a jam on the freeway
And they glad they got their yellow pills

Just look at the happy faces
Plugged into the tape machine
Acting like they're drivin' to heaven
Turn left at Vine, I'll meet you at 9:00
When you bring oh oh oh
My yellow pills
My yellow pills