Before I can open
my all too eager eyes
Everything changes
from the oceans to the skies
Perpetual motion
set a place by me
Everything's breathing
my hair an olive tree

Chorus:
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go round and round

This comical wisdom
creeps into my brain
A wave of my nerve
and oh, so free of pain

Chorus

Ba-ba-bada-daaa
Ba-ba-bada-daaa

Electrical current
hallowed be thy name
Live my emotions
and banish all my shame

Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
Smell of sodden ground

Before I can open
my all too eager eyes
(all too eager eyes)

Everything changes
from the oceans to the skies
(oceans to the skies)

Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go round and round

Ba-ba-bada-daaa
Ba-ba-bada-daaa...