I'm on the freeway I'm on the freeway I think there can't be more traffic on eBay
I'm at the station I'm at the station I can't believe that you are all on vacation
I try to reason I try to reason I must have missed the start of simpleton season
You try to tell me You try to tell me That this is less than lunacy
Bridge There are people who say That you can't leave your past in mid-air I say "Anchors away! Turn around and the devil may care."
Chorus And so I go down to the valley Where no one can tell If the road will lead you To heaven or hell 'Til we meet again In the land of the elders I kiss you And bid you farewell
I'm at the movies I'm at the movies I'm getting nagged at by a whole lotta loonies
I do my groceries I do my groceries I can't cue up because you ring round the rosies
You can't be serious You can't be serious I get the feeling that you're slightly delirious
You try to tell me You try to tell me That this is less than lunacy
Bridge There are people who say That you can't leave your past in mid-air I say "Anchors away! Turn around and the devil may care."
Chorus And so I go down to the valley Where no one can tell If the road will lead you To heaven or hell 'Til we meet again In the land of the elders I kiss you And bid you farewell
Chorus And so I go down to the valley Where no one can tell If the road will lead you To heaven or hell 'Til we meet again In the land of the elders I kiss you And bid you farewell
Down to the valley Where no one can tell If the road will lead you To heaven or hell 'Til we meet again In the land of the elders I kiss you And bid you farewell