Harold and Joe

Nothing ever gets in my way

Nothing ever gets on my mind

Nothing ever makes me stop to think about

Nothing of the kind

Nothing ever loses me sleep

Nothing ever wins my heart

Nothing ever makes me want to sing along

And nothing makes me want to start

If I'm falling down a mountain

Then I pick myself up

If I crash into an iceberg

I don't give a frightful look around

If I am burning then I put myself out

I'm so completely full

I scare the world

Oh, all the world

All inside out

Just look around

Just look around

Nothing ever puts me out

Nothing ever pulls me in

Nothing ever makes me want to jump

Nothing makes me want to begin

Nothing ever gets me down

Nothing ever gets me uptight

And nothing ever makes me run around

And nothing makes me feel I might

If I'm hanging from a peach tree

Then I cut myself down

And if I look into the sun

I just turn up the sound

And if I swallow death cap love rooms

Then I spit them right out

I'm so completely full

I scare the world

Yeah, all the world

Inside out

Just look around

Just look around

Just look around

Nothing ever gets in my way

Nothing ever gets on my mind

Nothing ever makes me stop to think about

Nothing of the kind

Harold and Joe

Go go go

Harold and Joe

Go go go

Yeah

Sing birds sing