They Might Be Giants — Out of a Tree

Get your eight year old out of a tree Get your eight year old out of a tree Got up there Quite a ways There's no ladder as tall as that tree And what's sadder is he's still in that tree Just what could've made him Of course you forbade him He's a child Hear the sounds of laughter High above the rafters He's gone wild Neighbors shocked but they still all agree There's no talking him down from that tree And it rains Still he stays Get your eight year old out of that tree Get your eight year old out of that tree Now your nine year old lives in a tree Now your nine year old wants no TV Not a stage Not a phase Now your nine year old has been set free Now your nine year old's home is a tree