Song of Foot - Andrew Bird

Sometimes when I am worth it

And my mind doesn’t have my best interests in mind

Doesn’t have my best interests in mind

To times like these that my feet, they speak and sing

'Cause they do so better than can my head

Cause when I play any regular sort of tune

Like a Schottische or a Waltz, a Jig, a Reel

A Set Dance, a Hornpipe, a Polka

My feet will have nothing to do with the proper time

No, my feet will have nothing to do with the proper time

Sometimes when I am worth it

And my mind doesn’t have my best interests in mind

Doesn’t have my best interests in mind

To times like these that my feet, they speak and sing

Cause they do so better than can my head

Let them speak their heady opinions though

And you’ll hear oil

And butter

Oil

And butter

Lots of oil

And some butter

Oil

And butter