| Title: | Jay |
| Featured on | Watch This |
| Lyrics by | Danny O'Brien, Justus Brake & Eric Wahl |
Parking in the front yard and hanging decorations
Red checkered tablecloth, a grill, a tiki torch
Soon they'll be sipping lemonade and swinging on the porch
And then I'll ride
Gassing up the riding mower this fine Labor Day
They don't invite me over, and I wouldn't go anyway
What I'm about to do makes me feel good to be alive
I can see over the fence their guests beginning to arrive
And now I ride
On my three-speed mulching chariot I'll ride like the wind
My grass looks fine already, but I think that my driveway could use a trim
Or two or ten, yeah, that's more like it
Back and forth, they can't hear each other talk
And I'm riding like the wind
Wintertime is no exception
I blow my snow in their direction
Even though it's the off-season and my baby's in the shed
I can still practice my timing, rev my bike when they're in bed
In six months it will be Labor Day again
This too shall pass
They'll be drinking in the sunshine
And I'll be guzzling gas
On my three-speed mulching chariot I'll ride like the wind
My grass looks fine already, but I think that my driveway could use a trim
Or twelve or nineteen, yeah, that's more like it
Back and forth, they can't hear each other talk
And I'm riding like the wind
Loud, obnoxious wind
Back and forth, they can't hear each other talk
And I'm riding like the wind