You say I never got to ya.
What about the dieffenbachia?
What about the civic opera?
Those were the longest three hours of my life.
But they didn't mean shit to you.
You repeat:
I didn't get to you.
And you don't want me to make a big to-do,
Well, I'm warning you now, I just might.
You know that time is on my side
I got a resume full of sitting around and
Papers to show I've tried
Boxes full of receipts proving dinners in town
Were on the table provided you provided for me
And, provided you believe in dinosaurs,
Jesus knows that I don't wanna lie no more!
I'm like a bull in a china store
That can't make up its mind and it's fine except
I keep getting mixed up in these
Intertwined metaphors!
So I'll quit while I'm ahead
Before things get violent
I'd like to thank the environment,
And god, what a glorious day!
Please accept this cycad,
A token of my epic disfigured view of
This big twisted picture.
Really what more can I say?
You get a phone call late one night, and then
Pretty soon, you just can't put it down
So you lock the basement tight
And cover the windows to keep the demons out.
Thought bubbles cause trouble but you muddle through
Oblivious to what's right in front of you
But you were always such a K.G.W. So
#1 it's no "wonder" I got ya
#2, if you're coming through anytime soon,
Could you drop off the dieffenbachia?