Back in Your Tree

I was trying to get along, Jack When you went on for the wrong track We're a million miles apart now With the ten horse before the car, now And when there's nothing left to say, dear You gotta zip it up and play, dear I've got nothing on your brace, kid But I guess you dropped the ways, kid And if you gonna waste my time trial You better do it on your time, child And when there's nothing left to say, dear You gotta zip it up and play, dear They wanna break it up I wanna break it down They gotta be a fool Be fooling around Fought the whole human race, man Now you wanna be a spaceman But you never have a place there 'Cause you can't afford the space fair And there ain't no way to be, dear You better get back in your tree, dear