This is Boombox !
Cool breeze, through the trees, hear it shaking to the ground then go breaking up
Suddenly, all the dreams, as you're drifting out at sea, start stacking up
Back again, at land's end, may be better just to jump than go falling off
Who's to know, which way to go, there's a hole in the bucket dear Eliza
I heard your stereo!
Coming from your window
Yeaaaah, your stereo
Lighting up these shadows
Didn't mind, spending time, underwater while the bees the came a buzzing
Tangerine, was on the scene, with a burning purple sky as a backdrop
Could it be, the mystery, has been hanging out hiding in a whiskey shot?
Who's to know, which way to go, there's a hole in the bucket, dear Eliza
But I heard your stereo !
Coming from your window
Yeaaaaah, your stereo
Lighting up these shadows