I Just Don’t GET It

I don’t belong on the evil guest list
I belong an hour away
With the one who made me sing in the first place
I just don’t get it

I don’t belong as the evil singer
Of the Evening Song Sol Trio
I belong one hour away

Fifty-eight, just fifty-eight
Fifty-eight, just fifty-eight
Have you got ways to go

I look like I would be a jumper
First one to jump off the evil guest list
Off the city roof where I had
The very first kiss that mattered to me