Up Instead Of Running

Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee

I’m up instead of running.

Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee

I’m thinking it over.

A door is much smaller to see

An entrance on which we’ll agree.

Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee

I heard a tree falling.

Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee

A curtain miscalling

A stage left much smaller, you see.

An entrance is only for me.

For me, for me.

Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee

Just how up and running can one be.

Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee

Just how up and running can one be.

Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee

Just how up and running can one be.

Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee

Just how up and running can one be.

Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee

Just how up and running can one be.

Sha-la-la and sha-la-lee…