Everything's in bags
I'm ready to go
I'm not trying to move fast but I can't stay slow
And the tail wag
is something you know
like the damned or the loved
not friend nor foe
oh, nothing's gonna get me like the old times, no, no
oh nothing's gonna do it like the old times, no, no
oh nothing from a bird's eye is close as it seems
blue jay on your shoulder and life's but a dream
oh everybody's looking for a rowboat
when you know they got a jay
oh, nothing's gonna get me like the old times, no way
Nothing is wrong
I'm right where I belong
like a honeybee buzzing through the neighbor's lawn
oh, nothing's gonna get me like the old times, so long
na na na na , sing singing along
like the ink to the page don't know the song
na na na na
oh nothing from a bird's eye is close as it seems
blue jay on your shoulder and life's but a dream