| Bm | E | |
| I ate it and at once my eyes could see | you |
| G | Bm | |
| No sooner had I o | oped it down |
| G | A7 | D | F# | |
| I felt so far off f | rom the gr | ound I sto | od on. |
| My legs they seemed to me like high-rise buildings |
| My head was high up in the sky |
| My skin the sun began to fry like bacon. |
| F3 | |
| And then somebody old appeared and asked had I come far . . . |
| Bm | |
| And hadn't they just seen me up | on Haleakala . . . |
| F# | |
| I kept on body surfing to pretend I hadn't heard |
| Bm | |
| There was someone there beside me, swimming l | ike Richard III |
| E | |
| And I'm still smiling |
| Solo over verse |
| Seven naked native girls swam seven sacred pools . . . |
| Lone-ranger smoking doobies said you're breaking all the rules . . . |
| You'd better get your clothes on or else there'll be a row . . . |
| If it wasn't for my sunstroke I would take you on right now . . . |
| And I'm still smiling. |
| I fell in love with my Soft-Hearted Hana |
| She entered right in through my heart |
| And now although we're miles apart |
| I still feel her. |
| She lives beneath the crater in the meadow |
| She moves among the fruit and grain |
| You can meet her after heavy rain has fallen. |
| Solo over verse. |