[Chorus:] So don't delay act now supplies are running out. Allow if you're still alive six to eight years to arrive. And if you follow there may be a tomorrow. But if the offer's shunned you might as well be walkin' on the sun.
Twenty-five years ago they spoke out and they broke out. Of recession and oppression and together they toked. And they folked out with guitars around a bonfire. Just singin' and clappin' man what the hell happened. Then some were spellbound some were hellbound. Some they fell down and some got back up and. Fought back 'gainst the melt down. And their kids were hippie chicks all hypocrites. Because fashion is smashin' the true meaning of it.
[Repeat Chorus]
It ain't no joke when a mama's handkerchief is soaked. With her tears because her baby's life has been revoked. The bond is broke up so choke up and focus on the close up. Mr. Wizard can't perform no godlike hocus-pocus. So don't sit back kick back and watch the world get bushwhacked. News at 10:00 your neighborhood is under attack. Put away the crack before the crack puts you away. You need to be there when your baby's old enough to relate.
[Repeat Chorus]
You might as well be walkin' on the sun. You might as well be walkin' on the sun. You might as well be walkin' on the sun. You might as well be walkin' on the sun.
[ed. Fun video. Didn't know the lyrics.]