Yeah, I float on that Maui Wowie cloud,
Purple haze in my brain, no crowd,
Moonlight drip on my skin, I’m vibin’ slow,
Coconut ghosts in the smoke, they know.
Barefoot dreams on a lava-flow road,
Heart beat sync to the ukulele code.
Ash fall like snow on my vintage tee,
Lost in the tide of a sweet kush sea.
I’m a satellite soul, orbit high,
Maui Wowie got me kissin’ the sky.