Sneakers on the telephone line I got yours and I you got mine I get more serious as I get older But now I'm nervous that I'd end up flipping burgers I get deep when I talk to my therapist I'm a VIP on her Freudian list And when I talk about trauma and boundary I'm like the Grateful Dead with Jerry I get stuck and I gotta get moving I love a big fat bass that's grooving I roll the dice and I get snake eyes But here's a little thing I realized Sand in my shoes Sand in my shoes Whenever I get the blues I get sand in my shoes I used to play with a drummer who was lazy Every time he'd miss a beat it'd drive me crazy I've never been to an Ivy school But I've learned my lesson and I'm not a fool I work hard so I can pay the bills and feed my cat Drink some Guinness and chill in my cowboy hat And when I'm done with my day and I've done my job I go down to the bottom like Sponge Bob Sand in my shoes Sand in my shoes Whenever I get the blues I get sand in my shoes Sand in my shoes Sand in my shoes Whenever I get the blues I get sand in my shoes I was sitting in traffic on the One-Ten When I thought about a lyric and I grabbed a pen I always make up songs when I'm driving It's not exactly safe but look I'm thriving I was born under the sign of the Scorpio And the DJ played a song on the radio It said \"Money Money Money must be funny\" But I just need a Heinie and my honey I've got an attitude and a lot of pride I'm a socialist on my mother's side I met a woman and she's smoking like Cheech and Chong Now I've got ninety-nine problems but she ain't one I just woke up one morning as an old fart I guess you fall asleep and you fall apart I never saw it coming but it happened I'm an old man falling off the deep end Sand in my shoes Sand in my shoes Whenever I get the blues I get sand in my shoes Sand in my shoes Sand in my shoes Whenever I get the blues I get sand in my shoes