Lyrics:

(Jay Wise)
Kinda like an Indian beatin' on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend
Smilin' back from the place they're in
Hero's mother hides in Austin waitin' for a loan
Preacher's teachers boogie down in Saigon
Tryin' to make it on their own
Injun ladies with their cement hair
Snub Ulysses on the stair
I believe he's up there sellin' kitchen wares
Tryin' to make it back to Sweden
Ah, kinda like an Indian beatin' on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend
Smilin' back from the place they're in
Glad to see you on the mend
Oh, Miss Nickelodeon
Guess you got the stuff I could not send
Roll it over again
Trip in from ‘43
A magic boy, his dog and me
On a run to eternity
Not carin' what it's costin'

Oh, kinda like an Indian beatin' on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend
Smilin' back from the place they're in
Oh, kinda like an Indian beatin' on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend
Smilin' back from the place they're in
Oh, kinda like an Indian beatin' on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend
Smilin' back from the place they're in
Oh, kinda like an Indian beatin' on his mandolin
Lucky Paul and his Asian friend ...