Music Jail, Pt. 1 & 2 Lyrics - Glean - They Might Be Giants

Where you going, buddy? 

Where you going, buddy? 

Where you going, buddy? 

Where you going, buddy? 

Won't you come with me to music jail? 

Where you going, darling? 

Where you going, darling? 

Where you going, darling? 

Where you going, darling? 

Won't you come with me to music jail? 

Let's form a band 

Let's take a stand 

Where you going, fella? 

Where you going, fella? 

Where you going, fella? 

Where you going, fella? 

Won't you come with me to music jail? 

Don't turn away Why don't you stay? 

I was not prepared 

To do time, to do time 

Frankly, I was scared 

About time, about time 

I was in a cloud 

Everything so loud 

Life's a riot 

No one's quiet at all 

In this music crowd 

I'm alone, I'm alone 

Just one call allowed 

No one's home, no one's home 

I am getting pale 

Who could post my bail? 

Done believing 

Dreams of leaving are gone 

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