First time I saw you, you were Mr. NaturalnYou seemed so diffident, you hardly spoke at allnNow you come to me and you've got green streaks in your hairnYou walk like Greta Garbo, but you talk like Yogi BearnWhat's going on? What's going on?nI really don't believe what's going on; what's going on?nnAnyone in the farmouse could have given you the newsnYou think you're in control but you're only being usednI know your head is in the sky and you're easy to deceivenBut how you fell for this I really don't believenWhat's going on? What's going on?nI really don't believe what's going on; what's going on?nnAll those rock 'n' roll star heroes you spend your time aroundnYou may think you're one of them but you're 100,000 downnWhat are you going to do when the company calls its money in?nHow'll you feel stuck out in the rain without a friend?nWhat's going on? What's going on?nI really don't believe what's going on; what's going on?