Open sesame, open it up for me
All of the treasury, trash-talking tyranny
Lord, you best run for your life
No more kings
Open season, not talking no treason
If your soul is sensitive, my soul is sensitive too
Boo-ooh-ooh
Open container, he said, "Smell ya later"
Slapped on the handcuffs and led me back into my cell
Gosh, he's swell
Out on the open road, last night stuck in my throat
Whistling just one note
Whistling back just one note
