Brother Pele's in the back, sweet Zina's in the front Cruisin' down the freeway in the hot, hot sun Suddenly red-blue lights flash us from behind Loud voice booming, "Please step out onto the line" Pele preaches words of comfort, Zina just hides her eyes Policeman taps his shades, "Is that a Chevy '69?" How bizarre How bizarre, how bizarre Destination unknown, as we pull in for some gas Freshly pasted poster reveals a smile from the past Elephants and acrobats, lions snakes monkey Pele speaks "righteous," Sister Zina says "funky" How bizarre How bizarre, how bizarre Ooh, baby (Ooh, baby) It's making me crazy (It's making me crazy) Everytime I look around Everytime I look around (Everytime I look around) Everytime I look around It's in my face Ring master steps out and says "the elephants left town" People jump and jive, but the clowns have stuck around TV news and camera, there's choppers in the sky Marines, police, reporters ask where, for and why Pele yells, "We're outta here," Zina says, "Right on" We're making moves and starting grooves before they knew we were gone Jumped into the Chevy and headed for big lights Wanna know the rest? Hey, buy the rights... How bizarre How bizarre, how bizarre Ooh, baby (Ooh, baby) It's making me crazy (It's making me crazy) Everytime I look around Everytime I look around (Everytime I look around) Everytime I look around It's in my face