I know it's the weekend But I don't feel like going out Maybe it's my age But probably it's something else Sinatra died on my birthday That can't be good luck She said stop being so morbid Won't you at least try to have a little fun So I'm looking for a bluebird day A little change, but there's something I can't shake Can I be alone and get a little stoned Without thinking of the last decade Maybe with time, I'll be refined But that'll come with age Still I can't, no I can't let it go Instrumental Last night someone stole my bike Today my novel was panned The worlds not against me no It just doesn't give a damn She said one day you're just a pair of shoes Hanging from a telephone wire Might as well get scuffed up Muddy and leave this world tired So I'm hoping for a bluebird day A little change, but there's something I can't shake Can I be alone and get a little stoned Without thinking of the last decade Maybe with time, I'll be refined But that'll come with age Still I can't, no I can't let it go Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh