sittin’ on top of a geyser goldmine

chiseling scraping laying flat naked in the humid dark

rubbing my hands together need lighter fluid to spark

don’t worry baby, got a guitar and a dictionary

got a steady green thumb and clear color coded stationery

sittin’ on top of a geyser goldmine

i’ll take care of these socket wrenches and dusty whisky bottles

coax sweet sounds from broken glass and precious metals

don’t worry baby, got a string of twine and kerosene

got a pocketknife and an endless gushing stream

sittin’ on top of a geyser goldmine

this wheel’s on fire any day now sizzle and spray

this reel’s gonna explode blow up and fly away

don’t worry baby, got paint binders felt tip markers

got plenty of yarn i’ll stretch and spin you farther

sittin’ on top of a geyser goldmine

you can triple down on this stack of solid steady blue chips

designing rocket schematics let’s launch this brand new ship

don’t worry baby, got a ruler and kinetic type calculator

got impact vision goggles and my magnetic navigator

sittin’ on top of a geyser goldmine

these old bare bones have carried me this far

drumming ancient rhythms drawing from dream bank reservoir

don’t worry baby, got a flashlight shovel and bucket

got the fastest graphics cards and heirloom seed packets

sittin’ on top of a geyser goldmine

i’ll lay you down a pantone palette on this hardwood floor

glacier gradients sunrise swatches cached and stored

don’t worry baby, got a sewing machine and scissors

got marvelous designer and substance painted textures

sittin’ on top of a geyser goldmine

banging pounding clicking and clacking away with mighty heft

sipping matcha absorbing licks and tricks from the rev

don’t worry baby, got a weighted keyboard the mechanical kind

got a blank sketchbook with isometric gridlines

sittin’ on top of a geyser goldmine