I`ve really got to clean up my room
You know it`s been so long since I`ve seen
my floor
It`s getting kind of scary in fact I suspect
That when I finally clear away I won`t know
her anymore
How we`ll have grown so far apart
From those early days with the fresh new
start
So in the end it won`t matter at all
So why should I bother with the rise and the
fall
So I quietly lay back down
And watch TV
But these are the things we tell ourselves
Eventual stories designed to amuse
It`s a game we play and we play it well
In fact we`re so damn good that we try to
lose
So we can keep hiding
So we can survive
And keep on believing
Someday we`ll go outside & drive
Gonna go outside & drive...
I have resolved not to leave my house
Till my floor comes back and my room is
clean
So I`m really kind of glad that my TV`s here
While I concoct my plan to fulfill my dream
Now won`t that be wonderful when I`ll
finally be done
You know I just can`t wait for it then I`ll
start to have fun
It`s getting hard lately to concentrate
All my appointments canceled cause I`m
horribly late
You know I think I need a prison
In order to dream of being free
But these are things we tell ourselves
Eventual stories designed to amuse
It`s a game we play and we play it well
In fact we`re so damn good that we try to
lose
So we can keep hiding
So we can survive
And keep on believing
Someday we`ll go outside & drive
Now weeks have gone by and my room`s not
done
In fact I could say that it`s gotten much
worse
Old Chinese food and ravioli cans
Amongst the crumpled letters the mood`s
quite perverse
But I got a new TV with a remote control
Styrofoam and instructions fill the hole
Where I once cleared a path where I once
blazed a trail
To the bathroom, but I fear that a nail
Is buried there now so I step very rarely
And try not to get out of bed
You know tomorrow I`ll get up and I`ll walk
out my door
And life will return to the way that it was
But I think I`m getting sick I`d better give it
a day
It mustn`t get a foothold, but it usually does
So I`ll sit right here till I`m old and gray
I need my rest after all I`m wasting away
And I just saw a cockroach crawl out of my
sneaker
I think he`s biding his time till I get some-
what weaker
Things could still turn out alright
As long as I`m not dad
As long as I`m ...
I`m...I`m not...
I`m not dead, no I`m not dead
But these are the things we tell ourselves
Eventual stories designed to amuse
It`s a game we play and we play it well
In fact we`re so damn good that we try to
lose
So we can keep hiding
So we can survive
And keep on believing
Someday we`ll go outside & drive
Gonna go outside & drive
What`s it like outside
