Rendezvous: Potero Hill

And he's mean talking
 Bean stalking icy man
 My feet are walking over him
 My sneakers in his hand
 And with a picket for a knife
 And a rocket to depart in
 My life had barely started
 When you jumped all on my heart
 And now we're lazy, lazy
 Ooh, lazy, lazy
 In the galaxy of stars
 With nothing in the middle
 'Cept the planet that we own
 And it's playing second fiddle
 And we're bogged down in a delta of glee
 And my mouth has sprung wide open
 We got tickets they were free
 And can you keep sleeping metaphysical girl?
 Since the stars predicted something new
 Would reconnect our worlds
 And now we're lazy, we're lazy
 Ooh, lazy, lazy
 Can we grow, can we grow
 Can we grow out? Whoa
 Can we grow, can we grow
 Can we grow out? Whoa
 Can we grow, can we grow
 Can we grow out? Whoa
 Whoa, whoa, whoa
 Whoa, whoa, whoa
 And he's mean talking
 Bean stalking icy man
 My feet are walking over him
 Sneakers in his hand
 And with a picket for a knife
 And a rocket to depart in
 My life had barely started
 When you jumped all on my h-h-h-heart