Verse 1
Watch the way your eyeballs move it's simply not polite.
Rocking them and rolling them so far into the night.
If they make you nervous gently put them out of sight.
Tie them to a string upon a glider or a kite.
Climb into the basket like a bunny or a sprite.
Notify the pilot when the altitude is right.
We will match your luggage with your many faces.
Tht's why I am here, is just for basket cases.

Verse 2
Get your ticket now while there is still some room in line.
Come away with me we'll just climb up to our cloud nine.
Line forms on the right if you've got something to design.
Line forms on the left if you want anything of mine.
Leap up in the air and make a magic little sign.
Feel all the shivers running up and down your spine.
Call me if you want me I will always have the time.
Simply dial Beechwood four, five, seven, eighty, nine.
Hurry soon and visit me at Camp Oasis.
That's why I am here, is just for basket cases.

Chorus
If you need something to elevate your mood that seems to swing gently to and fro just like the sea.
Yes indeed something to levitate your head 'til it is finally so huge that you are free.
Just rejoice when you arrive; ther's no choice you're just alive.

Verse 3
Just a word or two about those chiefs and alll their squaws.
Here we will not persecute them with your petty laws.
They do things their own way and it's us'ly for the cause.
All your words and books seem like they should have stayed in Oz!
You may think they're hopeless when they whistle, chant, and click.
That's because you have no clues to just what makes them tick.
As for me, I want those Injuns, Be they short or tall.
Navajos and Hopis are my favorite ones of all.
You can't stop us, but feel free to come and chase us.
That's because we are your natural basket cases!