Sakes alive I'm so confused I met the ghost of Everett Ruess On the sidewalk yesterday Well, he looked directly in my eyes Saying "Surely it's no big surprise That you're thinking that you've lost your way" Everett, it's not sound When you've got greyhounds living up inside your mind Running circles all the time Just a little Just a little bit of Bad maintenance makes a mess Just a little Just a little bit of Bad maintenance makes a Later that night I was face to face With William Tell in outer space As a unicycle wiggling on a wire "Better watch out, Mr. Crazy Pants You're riding in an ambulance That ain't a gonna to make it to the fire!" Just a little Just a little bit of Bad maintenance makes a mess Just a little Just a little bit of Bad maintenance Makes a I'm mourning this morning Ms. Garland, my darling One evening, three hours And the whole world was ours From the hilltops to the little Ball of molten rocks in the middle Now how'm I just supposed to Get you off my mind? When you'll be up there when I turn ninety-nine Just a little Just a little bit of Bad maintenance makes a mess Just a little Just a little bit of Bad maintenance makes a mess