Nuts, nuts, nuts
Some people like to feed nuts to the squirrels
They gather round, toss them high
To feed those squirrels beneath the sky
Nuts, nuts, nuts
But if it makes you happy
To feed squirrels to the nuts
Who am I to say
Who am I to say
Nuts to the squirrels, squirrels to the nuts
If you find your peace in what disrupts
Nuts to the squirrels, squirrels to the nuts
Your way-who am I to judge
Who am I to judge
Some stand alone, others toss
Peanuts scatter, some shill
To feed the quiet or break the still
Nuts, nuts, nuts
But if it makes you happy
To feed squirrels to the nuts
Who am I to say
Who am I to say
Nuts to the squirrels, squirrels to the nuts
If you find freedom where routine erupts
Nuts to the squirrels, squirrels to the nuts
Your way-who am I to judge
Who am I to judge
Squirrels or nuts, a cycle spins
In circles where each day begins
Is it joy, or just the way
Who's to say what leads astray
Some dare to throw the rules away
Turning tables, twisting plots
What seems absurd may hit the spot
Nuts, nuts, nuts
But if it makes you happy
To feed squirrels to the nuts
Who am I to say
Who am I to say
Nuts to the squirrels, squirrels to the nuts
If the world turns backwards, is it luck
Nuts to the squirrels, squirrels to the nuts
Your way-who am I to judge
Who am I to judge
But, are you nuts
Some people like to feed nuts to the squirrels nuts
Some people like to feed squirrels to the nuts nuts
But if it makes you happy
Who am I to say
Who am I to say
Nuts, nuts, nuts
You're nuts