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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smash Mouth
Smash Mouth
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steve Harwell
Steve Harwell
Songwriter
Paul DeLisle
Paul DeLisle
Songwriter
Kevin Iannello
Kevin Iannello
Songwriter
Gregory D. Camp
Gregory D. Camp
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Harwell
Mark Harwell
Producer
Paul DeLisle
Paul DeLisle
Producer
Gregory D. Camp
Gregory D. Camp
Producer
Michael Klooster
Michael Klooster
Producer
Randy Cooke
Randy Cooke
Producer
Deegan Mack Adams
Deegan Mack Adams
Engineer
Robert Vosgien
Robert Vosgien
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
That ain't no joke, I'd like to buy the world a toke
And teach the world to sing in perfect harmony
And teach the world to snuff the fires and the liars
Hey, I know it's just a song, but it's spice for the recipe
[Verse 2]
This is a love attack, I know it went out, but it's back
It's just like any fad, it retracts before impact
And just like fashion it's a passion
For the with-it and hip
If you got the goods they'll come and buy it
Just to stay in the clique
[Verse 3]
So don't delay, act now, supplies are runnin' 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
[Verse 4]
Twenty-five years ago they broke out and they spoke out
Recession and oppression, together they toked
And they folked out with guitars around a bonfire
Just singin' and clappin', man, what the hell happened?
[Verse 5]
Then some are spellbound, some were Hell-bound
Some, they fell down and some got back up and
Fought back against the melt down
And their kids were hippie chicks, all hypocrites
Because fashion is smashin' the true meaning of it
[Verse 6]
So don't delay, act now, supplies are runnin' 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 other's shunned
You might as well be walkin' on the sun
[Verse 7]
It ain't no joke when a mama's handkerchief is soaked
With her tears because her baby's life as been revoked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, 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
[Verse 8]
So don't delay, act now, supplies are runnin' 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
[Verse 9]
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
Written by: Greg Camp, Kevin Iannello, Paul DeLisle, Steve Harwell
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