(Woah. Stay, stay, stay)

(Daisy! Daisy!)

(I love daisies, I love daisies,

I love pushing up your favourite daisies)

(Daisy!)

(This is Posdnuos, the president of a paragraph)



POS:

Paragraph

President

President preaching 'bout the on-tech,

Known for the new step,

Stop and take a bow



Amityville

Resident

Resident supported by the speaker view

Want to feel it in your shoe

Let me show you how



Platform

Witnesses

Witnesses, show you to my show-lab

Fill you with my vocab

Hope you have a spoon



Discuss

Contracts

You like the way I vocalise

And bring it to a compromise

My P.A. won't set up till noon

It's a DAISY age



Sun

Ceiling

Ceiling connects to the sun

Burning inside everyone

On a side, plug-a-fied sire



One

Million

Demonstrations have been heard

My hair burns when I'm referred

Kid shouts my roof is on fire



Go

Dancing

Dancing like a bandit

Psychics try to stand it

Keep it up until they burn a cell



Romancing

Romancing dialect in shows

Posdnuos creating flow

You say you didn't know

Oh well, it's a DAISY age



DOVE:

Pedal

Promenade

Promenade people to the providence

Dove will show dominance

Inside of every phrase



Rebel

Renegade

Renegade reaching only topflight

Can't find your new height

Think you need a raise



Dialect

Ultimate

Ultimate strings from the soul stuff

Copies always staying rough

Before they go to plate



Try a pack

It'll stick

Stick to you but won't deflate

Keeping all the levels straight

I tell you, mate, that we're top rate

'Cause it's a DAISY age



The speak

Motor

Motor is the heart beat

Sleeping in your car seat

Kept alive to every mile discovered



Complete

Quota

Quota sharp at 12 noon

Risen to a new tune

Positive is greater than negative



Image

Mirror

Mirror image don't contend

Vocals should be comprehended

Silver audience'll say what's said



Scrimmage

Nearer

Nearer to the goal line

Forget about the rose vine

The Soul will let you know it's time

And it's a DAISY age



(La la la la, lah)

(This is a DAISY age)



(Sing about, sing about the DAISY age)

(Let it rain, let it rain, rain on a DAISY)

(Rain on, rain on)









Al Watts: Now it's the end of the show. Contestants, do you have

any answers?



Contestants: (Clueless babble, including 'Nah,' 'I dunno,' 'Mama')



Al Watts: For those of you who think your answers are correct,

Don, tell them where to send the answers to.



Don: Thanks, Al. For all you listeners at home who think you

have the right answers, jot 'em down on a four by ten sheet of paper,

and get two proof of purchases from the back of the album, and send

them to Tommy Boy records in care of Dante the Scrubb, 1747 First

Avenue, New York, New York, 10128. For those who have all four

answers correct, you will receive a specially selected grand prize.

Thanks and goodnight, for Three Feet High and Rising, this is Don

Newkirk.