All he says he really wants
Of any worldly ambitions is
A tiki red
With golden tassel
Fez one could be buried in
A purple fez like a mountain flower
And the blue for when he's blue
Green he says is for collection day
Which isn't true
But all he said he really wanted
Was — in fact his wishes were few
Just the red
With golden tassel
That is all I'd ask of you
Wear an orange for Tibet
And a yellow fez in June
Checkered fez for any time
We sing a checkered tune
All he said he really wanted
Fez, the city in Morocco?
Let's be free this afternoon
Bury Father in his fez
Where mountain flowers bloom
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
