The golden rays of golden sun fall on your golden hair And I brush aside the golden sheet and see you golden there And I wonder what you and I are going to do all day But I can't think of anything I want to do or say And so I'll have to do what I did yesterday And sing you Meaningless songs in very high voices With a thousand violins Meaningless songs in very high voices In a pair of tight gold jeans Meaningless songs in very high voices And Aaaaah!... whatever that means The world is very very large And bu*ter is better than marge And love is better than hate The world is very very big And bacon comes from a pig But it's you I really want on my plate So I'll sing you Meaningless songs in very high voices And then a little scream... ah Meaningless songs in very high voices Peaches slopped with cream Meaningless songs in very high voices Until the record ends And when it does we'll simply start again Yelling Meaningless words, meaningless words ah ah ah ah ah-ah-ah Meaningless words, meaningless words ah ah ah ah ah-ah-ah