Any day now people who are useless are using poison pens
They're gonna start thinking I'm a mental case
For a while people my age, well, we're people my age
They're gonna look inside me and say
"What a waste"
A waste
Someday
Turn on the stove
Look under stove
Every time I look at the paper
Tonight it's not welcome news
I'm not a smart man
But it's all a packet of lies
I swear to God, I wish I could deal with separate news
For some reason I can't figure out why
Someday
Look under stove
Turn on the stove
Someday
Someday
Look under stove
Turn on the stove
Someday
Someday
Someday
Someday
(Someday, someday, someday, someday)