Shoo Fly Shoo
Words and music by Jenn Lindsay


5 minutes too late, your head’s on the plate
they look at you, they say shoo fly shoo…
5 minutes too late, your head’s on the plate
they look at you, they say shoo fly shoo…

You didn’t want to be there, you couldn’t even pretend.
When you made up your mind, you made it up for them
When they tell you to leave, go right then
Don’t beg for something you don’t want
Don’t stay another minute, my friend.

Don’t think moving here was all a waste,
Something everyday says you’re in the right place.
What have you got? a nice long weekend--
don’t mess yourself up by jumping back in again.
Your ulcer ain’t pretty, it’s from coffee and whiskey,
too much work and from waking too early.
Rest.

Don’t make a list of all the things you lost
the places that fired you, the places you forgot.
Move on.

Don’t think that there is something wrong with you
if you always hate what they ask you to do
you’re not a number cruncher, always a dreamer
nothing wrong with what you’d rather do.

Don’t be afraid. Don’t be afraid.

5 minutes too late, your head’s on the plate
they look at you, they say shoo fly shoo…
5 minutes too late, your head’s on the plate
they look at you, they say shoo fly, fly, fly….