Album: Lockjaw (1995)
Four days left in the week
And already I looked ahead
I am tired, so anxious
Dazed, confused, & seeing red
Sometimes the day seem so long
I wish my boss hadn´t taken my bong
Sometimes the days seem long.. so long
I stare at the clock
It doesn´t move, no not all
The work day´s so long
Like a night of insomnia
Sometimes the day seem so long
I wish my boss hadn´t taken my bong
Sometimes the days seem long.. so long
So I shut my eyes & fantasize
about anything that ´ll come to mind
To more perverse the better
I shut my eyes & fantasize about all the
really horrendous things I could be doing
I shut my eyes & fantasize -
there better be more than this
is this a really bad joke
I could be out right now doing all the really
horrendous things I have been imagining
It could not possibly be so boring
Friday, only one more day
To endure this tendiousness
The clock won´t move at all
So I wait & I wait
Sometimes the days seem so long
I wish my boss hadn´t taken my bong
Sometimes the days seem long.. so long
So I shut my eyes & fantasize about
anything that ´ll come to mind
The more perverse the better
I shut my eyes & fantasize
about all the horrendous things I could be doing
It could not possibly be so boring
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