Back in Your Tree

I was trying to get along, Jack
When you went on for the wrong track
We're a million miles apart now
With the ten horse before the car, now

And when there's nothing left to say, dear
You gotta zip it up and play, dear

I've got nothing on your brace, kid
But I guess you dropped the ways, kid
And if you gonna waste my time trial
You better do it on your time, child

And when there's nothing left to say, dear
You gotta zip it up and play, dear

They wanna break it up
I wanna break it down
They gotta be a fool
Be fooling around

Fought the whole human race, man
Now you wanna be a spaceman
But you never have a place there
'Cause you can't afford the space fair

And there ain't no way to be, dear
You better get back in your tree, dear