One thing about me is family dinnertime gives me anxiety
Cause I don't know what to think or say when I feel like I can't be me
So I'll stay home and watch World War II documentaries
And wait for my baby to come home
One thing about me is I like to talk to the animals
Cause they see a phone and they don't know the first thing about what it does
And I'd like to be a little more like that in my time
And just wait until anybody comes home
One thing about me is I like to smoke up my solitude
Cause I'll smoke some weed and suddenly I know what it's like to be a human being
And how it's so weird to be anything that looks like this
Holy shit, that's a weird looking monkey
One thing about you is you like to leave little gifts for me
Little things I can pick up and ponder and put in their proper place
And you've got gold in your pocket I can smell it from a mile away
But yesterday, I must admit, felt like shit
One thing about you is somehow you make it all easier
And I can't resist falling in a pit sometimes
While you're climbing the stairs to some cosmic castle
But if you reach out your hand I will take it
And we'll away like two lovers of old should
One thing about us is we like to ride on the magic bus
And we are afraid but brave concerning the little time
That we have to spend on this planet that's just waiting
Around to grab somebody by the scruff
And say, buddy it's time to go home
