Automatic Fantastic

When the needle hits wax, it won't be long

You got your radio tuned, but it won't play this song

It's the sweetest sound you ever heard

And the little flaked cherries always pass the word

Rub your genie down to get the news

It's time to ride with the strange dudes

The suns up and we like it hot

And we take our time

'Cause it's what we got

Yeah

That man shakes me down and that's why I'm broke

The rich man's got all the green

But it ain't the kind we smoke

So we turn up the rock and we roll it slow

We're always flying high

And the ride is always low