I took myself a blue canoeAnd I floated like a leafDazzling, dancing, half enchantedIn my Merlin sleepCrazy was the feelingRestless were my eyesInsanely took a paddleMy arms, they paralyzedSo, where to now, St. Peter?If it's true, I'm in your handsYes!I may not be a ChristianBut I've done all a man canI understand I'm on the roadWhere all that was is goneSo, where to now, St. Peter?Show me which road I'm onYes!Which road I'm onIt took a sweet young boyOh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, ohThis lazy lifeThis crazy lifeShoredSomething but nothingAlways endingWith a bad reportOh, oh, oh, oh, ohDirty was the daySomething was the treeSomething was the treeIn such a silent place as thisBeyond the rival rangeSo, where to now, St. Peter?If it's true I'm in your handsI may not be a ChristianBut I've done all a man canI understand I'm on the roadWhere all that was is goneSo, where to now, St. Peter?Show me which road I'm onWhich road I'm onI took myself for blueOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh