Reality Check - Bill Nelson

It’s time to get a grip on that hippy dippy bullshit

Kick that guru out of town

Shave off that sticky beard, it’s too weird and it’s not cool

So, wipe off that smile and frown

Reality check, one, two, three, testing, reality check, one, two, three

Reality check, one, two, three, testing, reality check.

okay

I don’t buy your books, I don’t like your looks

And your light bulb seems to me quite dim

You’re a piece of cake and you’re a belly-ache

And your fat chance is getting slim

Your unearthly merchandise and you promise of clear skies

Makes me sick as a parrot pall

You’re bloated and you’re pink, not as clever as you think and…

That’s about the extent of it

Reality check, one, two, three, testing, reality check, one, two, three

Reality check, one, two, three, testing, reality check, look out, yeah

Reality check, one, two, three, testing, reality check, hello

It’s time to get a grip on that hippy dippy bullshit

Kick that guru out of town

Shave off that sticky beard, it’s too weird and it’s not cool

So, wipe off that smile and frown

Reality check, one, two, three, testing, reality check testing

Reality check, one, two, three, testing, reality check, hello

(Okay) (End of the day)