Lyrics: Paul McCartney
Music: Paul McCartney
Take me to the mountain top
Show me how the waters drop
Down into the valley stream below
Anytime I walk with you
Magic mushrooms peeping through
Seem to want to talk and say hello
Pumpkin pies in the skies
Also try to hypnotise
You and me everywhere we go
Little girl, you're tripping
Everybody's flipping out
Need to get a grip and slip away
Or do you want to stay?
Ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, Pompei
When you've got some time to spare
Let me take you to the fair
Stars will glitter when the moon is new
We can take the second bus
No one but the two of us
Ever needs to check on what we do
Butterflies multiply
Flutter by our surprise
'Round our heads yellow, red, and blue
Now we're really tripping
Everybody's flipping out
Need to get a grip and slip away
Little girl, you're tripping
Everybody's flipping out
Need to get a grip and slip away
Or do you want to stay?