There must be somethin' funny
'Cause I'm floating in a cloud again
Whenever somethin' funny
I fade into the crowds again
Longing, long and slow
There must be somethin' heavy
'Cause I floated to the top again
There must be somethin' speedin'
'Cause I just wanna' stop again
Longing, long, long and slow
How's the chicken?
You cleaned up the kitchen
What is the flooring?
Brown is so boring
Fordo to Frodo, Lord of
Long and slow
(Long and slow...)
I'd bake up a pie
Made of clouds in the sky
When the queen
Gives a try
I'd win a prize
And kiss goodbyes
(Long and slow...)
There must be somethin' heady
'Cause mine is in the bowl again
Whenever somethin' heady
Down the hill I roll again
Bez-oo-bau-ba!
I'd bake up a pie
Made of clouds in the sky
When the queen
Gives a try
I'd win a prize
And kiss goodbyes
Long and slow
(Long and slow...)