Ted keeps his mind set in a haze Closes the blinds and sleeps for days Careful, but he don't lock the door Bashful, the slaw things on the floor
Ted keeps his eyes glued to the tube Born in a brain that he don't use Flies on the dishes in the sink Hard thoughts he can't stand to think What he's waiting for, he doesn't know He hopes it finds him before he's old Inside he's waging war Because his stoner mind is so confined In frozen time, the longing in his soul
It's alright, you're still young You've got everything behind you but yourself You're playing the wrong game son Spending your days in suspended animation
Watching the robot-zombie die Thumbing the ABX and Y Sony speakers sing tear the tunes L-listens to rap but lives the blues
Catches a scent, he's kinda ripe Can't take a shower, schedule's tight M*A*S*H and 7, Cheers at 8 Like everything the bath will have to wait The master abiding his time But it's all he got For never winding his own clock If every call is declined Then I suppose the guy you so resign That no one tries to reach him while he rots
It's alright, you're still young You've got everything behind you but yourself You're playing the wrong game son Spending your day in suspended animationTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
