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

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, darlin’? Where you going
Darlin’?
Where you going, darlin’? Where you going
Darlin’?
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