Music & lyrics: john popper
I ve really got to clean up my room
You know its been so long since Ive seen my floor
Its getting kind of scary in fact I suspect
That when I finally clear away I wont know her anymore
How well have grown so far apart
From those early days with the fresh new start
So in the end it wont 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
Its a game we play and we play it well
In fact were so damn good that we try to lose
So we can keep hiding
So we can survive
And keep on believing
Someday well 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 Im really kind of glad that my tvs here
While I concoct my plan to fulfill my dream
Now wont that be wonderful when Ill finally be done
You know I just cant wait for it then Ill start to have fun
Its getting hard lately to concentrate
All my appointments cancelled cause Im horribly late
You know I think I need a prison
In order to dream of being free
But these are the things we tell ourselves
Eventual stories designed to amuse
Its a game we play and we play it well
In fact were so damn good that we try to lose
So we can keep hiding
So we can survive
And keep on believing
Someday well go outside & drive
Gonna go outside & drive...
Now weeks have gone by and my rooms not done
In fact I could say that its gotten much worse
Amongst the crumpled letters the moods 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 no so I step very rarely
And try not to get out of bed
You know tomorrow Ill get up and Ill walk out my door
And life will return to the way that it was
But I think Im getting sick Id better give it a day
It mustnt get a foothold, but it usually does
So Ill sit right here till Im old and gray
I need my rest after all Im wasting away
And I just saw a cockroach crawl out of my sneaker
I think hes biding his time till I get somewhat weaker
Things could still turn out alright
As long as Im not dead
As long as im...
Im...im not...
Im not dead, no Im not dead
But these are the things we tell ourselves
Eventual stories designed to amuse
Its a game we play and we play it well
In fact were so damn good that we try to lose
So we can keep hiding
So we can survive
And keep on believing
Someday well go outside & drive
Gonna go outside & drive
Whats it like outside
