Lyrics
It's the day I'm headed to Phoenix
It's April, and I'm on the run
To where the heat crawls up from the pavement
And marigolds marry the sun
From the plane I see neighbors and people
And parkways and cornfields hug
Analyze everything from my window
But I'm feeling like a bug
Got every grade
Remembered to pray
Early to the gate
But all alone
Avoided the gray
And lookin soigné
I should be okay
I don't mean to bug ya
(But by the way, but by the way)
I don't mean to bug ya
(But by the way, by the way)
I'm not the grasshopper, not the ant
And it's not the first time I've headed west
Talked and talked it up
But that's not enough
To be out there
Without the fam
Aesop taught it, but
Esau lost it, I
Need consoling, I
Need a hand
Got every grade
Remembered to pray
Early to the gate
But all alone
Avoided the gray
And lookin soigné
I should be okay
But I'm just
I don't mean to bug ya
(But by the way, but by the way)
I don't mean to bug ya
(But by the way, by the way)
Let the sun come up
I'm a pergola
I got holes
In between my hands
There's a photo but
Desert dust on the
Left hand part
Covers up my plan
I don't mean to bug ya
(But by the way, by the way)
I don't mean to bug ya
(But by the way, by the way)