Find a flavor you can taste Let it take you far away, away So I've got some wicked ways Now you're sneezing on the train, train Bright yellow pavement haunts like a ghost It's pollen city February stolen senses Reinforce all of the fences You'd never know come spring 'cause The crab apples rot before they fall But I, I, I, I Bright yellow pavement haunts like a ghost It's pollen city Yet another scrambled channel Signal more than you can handle Caterpillars all in a line While you are taking your sweet time Time, time, time, time Time, time, time