Music & Lyrics written: Jan 1997
Music & Lyrics by Paul

Well I make my home where the street light glows pink
And I'll bet that's where you make yours
Where the grass and the trees count on sprinklers to drink
And there's not too much room between doors

And the wee folk aren't seen much around here it's true
But the fact is they've always been shy
And they can be found if you know what to do
And just where to look low and high

CHORUS:
And it's true...you just have to know where to look
Here's a clue...you just have to know where to look

Now the median fairy makes up his fine home
In the shrubs of the highway divide
Using only the finest of car parts and stones
The shiny bits give him much pride

And the goblins have always loved passages deep
So the storm drains are their homes of late
And they play with the balls dropped to them from the street
And howl at the moon through the grate

CHORUS

The spirits of fire and air live up high
In the smokestacks and chimneys they dwell
These small elementals look like sparks that fly
And dance in a merry pell-mell.

The tree spirits live within every backyard
And make mischief stopping up drains
And sing with the wind like the finest of bards
To join the drumbeat of the rain

CHORUS

The leprechaun, with his affection for gold
Has done best of all, so it seems
He figures out numbers for what's bought and sold
And tells the V.P.'s in their dreams.

So now you know where the wee folk live today
They sneak 'round right under your nose
But you can still find them and watch them at play
Near you, where the pink street light glows

CHORUS (x2)

{acapella on last chorus}