Wish I was a Kellog's Corn Flake
Floating in my bowl, takin' movies
Relaxing a while
Living in style
Talking to a raisin who occasionally plays L.A.
Casually glancing at his toupee

Wish I was an English Muffin
About to make the most out a toaster
I'd ease my self down
Coming up brown
I'd prefer boysenberry more than any ordinary jam
I'm a citizens for boysenderry jam, fan

Oh, say California

If I become a first lieutinant
Would you put my photo on your piano
To Mary Jane
Best wishes Martin
Ol' Roger draft-dodger leaving by the basement door
Everybody knows what he's tippa toeing down there for...