I'm walking through an open meadow of thorns But I can feel the sun, like diamonds on my face, yeah They protect me and warn me, shield me from razors in the roses Still I wait and ask for one more long sweet taste Sold out of love Sold out of love again Vultures cry out mercy in a song that you dread (you dread, you dread) But your road behind mirrors the road ahead Stuck in the mud, standing, weeping in place (in place) But by now you'd know, you can't love with grace Sold out of love Sold out of love again Sold out of love Sold out of love again I fooled you once And you fooled me twice We were fading and leaving Sold out of love Sold out of love Sold out of love again Sold out of love

Big and I'm bad And I want you to know I hang around Where the grass is greener Totally naked, baby Totally nude 'Cause if I want to Who's gonna stop me? I'm absolutely free Living in the trees The birdies and the bees 'Cause I'm a nature boy Locked up inside You can't tell me where it's at Open up, open up, open the door Rocks and trees and physical culture Some days you hide I guess you wonder where you are Nature boy, nature man, take me along We got a life that's undiscovered We threw it all away Throw it all away Rolling in every way It's irresponsible So civilized I guess you wonder where you are Nature boy, nature man, take me along Deep in the woods we're undiscovered I'm a little fish and you're the river Living in a boat that's underwater We can tip, tip, tip it over You can push, push, make it better now Wake your daddy up It's a quarter to five Our little boat Has lost its rudder Dive to the bottom And we never come up A polka party For Bob and Martha I'm absolutely free Living in the trees The birdies and the bees 'Cause I'm a nature boy Think what you like This is really where it's at Open up, open up, open the door We don't need clothes and we don't need money So civilized I guess you wonder where you are Nature boy, nature man, take me along Deep in the woods we're undiscovered

Don't get any big ideas They're not gonna happen You paint yourself white And fill up with noise But there'll be something missing Now that you found it It's gone Now that you feel it You don't You've gone off the rails So don't get any big ideas They're not gonna happen You'll go to Hell For what your dirty mind Is thinking