The Old Times

Everything's in bags, I'm ready to go
I'm not tryin' move fast, but I can't stay slow
And I'll tell ya why, It's somethin' you know
Like the damned or the loved, not friend nor foe

Oh nothings' gonna get me like the old times, no no
Oh nothings' gonna do it like the old times, no no

Oh nothing from a bird's eye as close as it seems, blue jay on your shoulder and life's but a dream
Oh every body's looking for a row boat when you know, they got a jay

Oh nothings' gonna get me like the old times, no way

Nothing is wrong, I'm right where I belong
Like a honey bee buzzing through the neighbors lawn

Oh nothings' gonna get me like the old times, so long

Na na na naaa, sing singing along
Like the ink to the page, don't know the song

Na na na naa, Na na na na na naa, Na na na na na na naa naa na

Oh nothing from a bird's eye as close as it seems, blue jay on your shoulder and life's but a dream
oh every body's looking for a row boat when you know, they got a jay.

Oh nothings' gonna get me like the old times, no way
Oh nothings' gonna do it like the old times, no way