The Aquabats! - The Grey Man (Version 1 & 3 End Credits) lyrics
[The Aquabats! - The Grey Man Version 1 & 3 End Credits lyrics]
Oh, it's not what you think
By the way The Gray Man winks
Oh you have to dance a jig
When you'd rather flip your wig
Whether Summer or it's fall
Or you're sealed up in a wall
Let the mystery unfold
Of the seven books of gold
The seven books of gold
It's written right there
In the seven books of gold
Sealed up in the mountain are you ready?
Please bring all your photographs
We'll cut the cake and have a laugh
But just outside the garden gate
I know The Grey Man stands and wait's
For all my friends to leave again
So our royal party ends
He's always been right here with me
But is he real or make-believe?
Is he make-believe? Is he make-believe?
We won't know
Oh, it's not what you think
By the way The Grey Man winks
See him standing by the wall
When he's really ten feet tall
I saw him in the woods
He is not bad, but is no good
He won't go into the light
But in the dark, he's outta sight
Outta sight! Outta sight, brother!
He's outta sight!
The ayatollah of rock and roll-a!
Let's hit it!
We'll go out and we'll be great
To sit and chat on the tailgate
Barbecue the wiener dogs
Camper shell, potato logs
Head inside the game and then
Root, root, root and home again
The Grey Man will be waiting there
Matching us with his blank stare
Hey man, you're number one
Said hey man, you're number one
Hey man, you're number one uh, uh, uh
Hey man, you're number one
Said hey man, you're number one
Said hey man, you're number one
Put it in the bucket
By the way The Gray Man winks
Oh you have to dance a jig
When you'd rather flip your wig
Whether Summer or it's fall
Or you're sealed up in a wall
Let the mystery unfold
Of the seven books of gold
The seven books of gold
It's written right there
In the seven books of gold
Sealed up in the mountain are you ready?
Please bring all your photographs
We'll cut the cake and have a laugh
But just outside the garden gate
I know The Grey Man stands and wait's
For all my friends to leave again
So our royal party ends
He's always been right here with me
But is he real or make-believe?
Is he make-believe? Is he make-believe?
We won't know
Oh, it's not what you think
By the way The Grey Man winks
See him standing by the wall
When he's really ten feet tall
I saw him in the woods
He is not bad, but is no good
He won't go into the light
But in the dark, he's outta sight
Outta sight! Outta sight, brother!
He's outta sight!
The ayatollah of rock and roll-a!
Let's hit it!
We'll go out and we'll be great
To sit and chat on the tailgate
Barbecue the wiener dogs
Camper shell, potato logs
Head inside the game and then
Root, root, root and home again
The Grey Man will be waiting there
Matching us with his blank stare
Hey man, you're number one
Said hey man, you're number one
Hey man, you're number one uh, uh, uh
Hey man, you're number one
Said hey man, you're number one
Said hey man, you're number one
Put it in the bucket