Quaaludes and cocktails
A story book lane
A girl with three names
A place, post Watergate
Freed from its bird cage
Where the unafraid parade
But in the sparkling mess of it all
From the back of her mind this thought
Takes to the floor
Perhaps, we should all
Go back to Cleveland
Where we know what around the bend
Go back to Cleveland
Where we know what around the bend
Go back to Cleveland
Go back to Cleveland
But then a shock of birds
Soar through the crystal blue sky
Citizens of Atlantis
The Madrigal Enchantress cries
All San Franciscans must return to the sea
The royal we, are just biding our time
On this far out, far flung peninsula
On this far out, far flung peninsula
Where an earthquake
Waits to take us home
But for now we'll boogie on down the road
Whilst we wonder in the back of our minds
Should we all go back to Cleveland
Where we know what around the bend
Go back to Cleveland
Where we know what around the bend
Go back to Cleveland
Go back to Cleveland
But then a shock of birds
Soar through the crystal blue sky
Citizens of Atlantis
The Madrigal Enchantress cries
And we decide, to stay and bide our time
On this far out, far flung peninsula