I choose to rid myself, of this tired old clique Who turning, stand as one, to face the all too obvious rising sun Ye gods are simple thrilled, honey Ye gods are simple thrilled, honey Worldliness must keep apart from me Some girl, five foot five, blonde hair blue eyes Turns too look at you, she's spitting proud And she's counting out aloud Ye gods are simple thrilled, honey Ye gods are simple thrilled, honey Worldliness must keep apart from me Ye gods are simple thrilled (Ye gods are simple thrilled) Ye gods are simple thrilled (Ye gods are simple thrilled) Ye gods are simple thrilled (Ye gods are simple thrilled)