Verse
He walks along
singing his fairy song,
picking up magic that
grows at his feet.
She says her same
her peculiar way,
dreaming good fortune on
everyone's street.
Say, hey,
have you heard
blue whiskey's the rage ?
I'll send you a jug in the mor-ning.
It is absurd to live in a cage,
you know there's got to be something better.
Verse
As they go by,
don't look with eagle's eyes,
smile on your jailors
until they grow weak.
Nothing can compare
to something that's almost there
to tear up the madness
that all of us seek.
Say, hey,
have you heard
blue whiskey's the rage ?
I'll send you a jug in the mor-ning.
It is absurd to live in a cage,
you know there's got to be something better.
Outro