Dennis McCaughey and Tropical Soul Follow

Be As You Are
Guitars and Tiki Bars
Tired of my beeper, tired of my phone
Tired of this tired ol' tie I got on
Sick of the traffic jam that I'm in
We all get sick of it all now and then
When I've had it up to here
I go down there

Chorus
To guitars, tiki bars, and a whole lotta love
Mangoes and Marley, you know, fit me like a glove
Sixth gear with nowhere to steer
When enough is wnough
It's guitars, tiki bars and a whole lotta love

I feel like a fish jerked out of the sea
Or a bird in a cage that's never seen a key
Sick of this grind and I think that I ought
To bring this grind to a grinding halt
Now I've had it up to here
Let's go down there

Repeat Chorus

Now I've had it up to here
Let's go down there

Repeat Chorus

Be As You Are
Guitars and Tiki Bars