Steel mill streets overrun
The ghost of cars in the yard
Sunflower speaks of a one
Of a one

Engines purr up above
The L train roars like our love
Like our love

I can hide in you
In your chestnut hair
I'll confide in you
Whisper in your ear

When the earth is ripe
All the worms wake up
In their stars and stripes
And their swastikas

There's a cure in sight
Set your soul at ease
For the red and white
And the blue disease

La, shoo-be-do-la
Do-be-do-be-la-la
Dee-dee-dee-dee-la
Dee-dee-dee-dee-la
Dee-dee-dee-dee-la
Do-be-do-be-la
Got you on my Handycam, it fits in my hand
Got you on my Handycam
Got you on my Handycam, fits in my hand
Fits in my hand, see my green light

I got you on the Handycam, fits in my hand
Got you on the Handycam
Got you on the Handycam, fits in my hand
Fits in my hand, see my

Got you on my Handycam, fits in my hand
Got you on my Handycam, green light
I got you on my Handycam, fits in my hand
Sits in my hand, see my green light

I, on the Handycam, fits in my hand
And got you on the Handycam, green light
I got you on the Handycam
Got you on my Handycam
My, ooh, ooh, ooh
Got you on my Handycam

Down in my soul
Moon River flows
All my trials
Oh, all my trials
Will halt