Once the Hobos come around
Your silver walls come tumblin' down
Watch the flashing colors shine
Bound to make you color blind
. Wear the brightest colors that dazzle in the sun
And load your Indian chariots with flower-guns
With passion fruits and marigolds
And randy dogs and horny toads
And babies born with Gemini eyes
Roll your painted wagons along the rainbow roads
With grey unflashy hashy cats and lorry loads
Of semi-stoney semi-nudes
With thoughts to lay on silver dudes
And ladies blessed with feminine eyes
Silverworld, Once the Hobos come around
Your silver walls come tumblin' down
Watch the flashing colors shine
Bound to make you color blind Hi-ind . I---ind
. Wear cosmic cosmetics across your rosy cheeks
And bring along mad witches and some fable freaks
Daring gay young delegates
Smoking chains of apple straights
And gentlemen wearing Bimini ties
Last stage for Silverworld, we're leaving right on time
We'll show 'em how to change their style and make a rhyme
To bite a fruit and raise a tree
To play a flute in harmony
And feel in general chim-i-ney high
Silverworld, Once the Hobos come around
Your silver walls come tumblin' down
Watch the flashing colors shine
Bound to make you color blind Hi-ind . I---ind
Would you care to take a ride up through the Meadow of Content
Where birds of faith fly sideways and hope is heaven-sent
---- Once the Hobos come around
Your silver walls come tumblin' down
Watch the flashing colors shine
Bound to make you color blind Hi-ind . I---ind
Hi-ind . I---ind Hi-ind . I---ind
©1973 Kangaroo Music