So this is the tale of our castaways they’re here for a long long time. They’ll have to make the best of things its an uphill climb. Makin’ your way in the world today takes everything you’ve got. Takin’ a break from all your worries sure would help a lot. And if you threw a party – invited everyone you knew. You would see the biggest gift would be from me and the card attached would say thank you for being a friend. And we know Flipper lives in a world full of wonder flying there-under under the sea. A man is born he’s a man of means. Then along come two they got nothin’ but their jeans. Space. The final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Enterprise., « And we’ll do it our way yes our way. Make all our dreams come true for me and you. »
Movin’ on up to the east side. We finally got a piece of the pie. But they got diff’rent strokes. It takes diff’rent strokes – it takes diff’rent strokes to move the world. And when the odds are against him and their dangers work to do. You bet your life Speed Racer he will see it through. No phone no lights no motor car not a single luxury. Like Robinson Crusoe it’s primitive as can be. Didn’t need no welfare states. Everybody pulled his weight. Gee our old Lasalle ran great. Those were the days. Movin’ on up to the east side. We finally got a piece of the pie.