Apollo

We’re getting lower but the steam just keeps on rising

Engine worrying, the stomach is stirring

Train man looking

Searching for you

He’s really seeking a way out

Oh Rene

Rushing mountain, I’m at the top

It’s so cold here

And the theremin therapeutic lead themselves to FEMA my temperature

Talk to the stars

With my dowsing rod I chase her stream

Hot Apollo on my trail, the sun is beating

And the scene dried up ages ago

I sought her

Oh Rene

And theremin therapeutic lead themselves to FEMA my temperature

On Rene

You think you’re really flying high in Hershey, PA

Pass me a recipe of one of your dishes

A personal favorite

One of your wishes

Oh Rene