[Verse 1] From inside of the sea, a touch of the breeze
Bread  is to man, like [?] is the beast

[?] Grown  sweet, from the bitter sea
He inhales the fragrance of the wilderness
Poor man's [?] Scarlet  to mars, bed of hay
Driftwood  [?] for the evening fire

[Chorus] How in the world did we get this far?
Driving  around in our motorcars
Where in the world can we see the stars?
Hollywood [?] [Verse 2] Onions for fish, a wish for a wish
Bread  is to man, a is to beast
Every [?] for his lunchtime
Beans for soup from his [?] Weary feet after a day of heat
Bed of hay, scarlet to mars
Spine of the mountain, [?] green

[?] [Chorus] How in the world did we get this far?
Driving around in our motorcars
Where in the world can we see the stars?
Hollywood [?] [Verse 1] A [?] side of the sea, touch of the breeze
Bread is to man, like [?] is to beast

[?] Grown sweet, from the bitter sea
Bread is to man, like [?] is to beast

[Chorus] How in the world did we get this far?
Driving around in our motorcars
Where in the world can we see the stars?
Hollywood [?] How in the world did we get this far?