Mother Mary on the rock And her sister's on the ground We're still waiting for that girl Bring her good book down You can swim with other fish The seas far and wide But the element of desire Sometimes lost with your first ride [Chorus] Tick tock the west clock beat box I'm still waiting for my grandfather to tell me what to do I'm a hip-hip belly flop People going to drop out every day And the water is high With the rising tide People used to listen The music made them right Now there's so much ch-ch-chatter I can't fall asleep at night [Chorus] Things are easy, here in the U.S.A Everything is full The highways and the ashtrays