Essential oils are wrung
The attar from the rose
Is not expressed by suns alone
It is the gift of screws
Way down here everybody frowns
Authority keeps us down down down
Essential oils are wrung
The attar from the rose
Is not expressed by suns alone
It is the gift of screws
Essential oils are wrung
The attar from the rose
Is not expressed by suns alone
It is the gift of screws
That's right
To the left to the right
Up and down in and out
To the left to the right
In and out up and down
In and out and around
That's right baby that's right baby