Bad news, go away
Call ‘round someday
In March or May
I can’t be bothered now
My bonds and shares
May fall downstairs
Who cares, who cares
I’m dancing and
I can’t be bothered now
I’m up among the stars
On earthly things I frown
I’m throwing off the bars
That held me down
I’ll pay the piper
When times are riper
Just now, I shan’t
Because you see I’m dancing and
I can’t be bothered now
