When I Turn Ninety-nine Lyrics by Devin Davis
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Sakes alive I’m so confused.
I met the ghost of Everett Ruess
On the sidewalk yesterday.
Well, he looked directly in my eyes
And said “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 al little bit of
Bad maintenance makes a mess.
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
Make it to the fire!”
Just a little
Just al little bit of
Bad maintenance makes a mess.
I’m mourning
This morning
Miss 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 al little bit of
Bad maintenance makes a mess.
Sakes alive I’m so confused.   I met the ghost of Everett Ruess   On the sidewalk yesterday.    Well, he looked directly in my eyes   And said “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 al little bit of   Bad maintenance makes a mess.   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   Make it to the fire!”   Just a little   Just al little bit of   Bad maintenance makes a mess.   I’m mourning   This morning   Miss 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 al little bit of   Bad maintenance makes a mess.