I've got a feeling I'm gonna need to hold on
My wife and my pets ain't got no money to eat anymore
But oh, no time
Gotta get it all down
Gotta get myself down
In the sheets
Just to sleep
Gotta think of some beats
Can I kick it into gear
Shame
I'm not guilty
Just another vacation
Not a working vocation
I need a little creation
For some hardy penne
Babe, just trust me
I'll be Da Vinci
But maybe tomorrow
I've got a bad case of cottonmouthed migraine in action
So don't leave
I've got a hungry inner jury tryna vote on my next job or career or hobby
Might be something like swimming or sewing
So just save me
I gotta get some of that money you always worked so hard to be saving
Or would that be a little too silly
I don't know what I'm doing
A Sony TV and screwin'
The lightbulbs above your head
Have you got a big check yet
Masters of Procrastiduction
I'm little, uhh, stunted
When it comes to emotions
And avoiding destruction
So don't get in the way
Listen to my symphony
Ain't that amazing?
I can't quite figure it out
I thought I knew it all
But I'm just a bastard with a heavy habit of imbibing
What good am I
Poor lover woman
Open position
Another lonely kitten
Is this all they're missing
Then I'll be right back