SAID I'M NOT THE BOSS OF HER

AND TOOK OFF WITH MY HAT IN THE SNOW

THERE'S NO TIME FOR YOUR SHOWER

SEE YOU IN AN HOUR

AND PLEASE DON'T BE LATE FOR THE SHOW

 

WELL, I SHOWED UP LATE ANYWAY

TODAY'S JUST LIKE ANY DAY

I CAN'T HELP THE WAY THAT I AM

I GOT FAULTS AND IDIOSYNCRASIES

TO NAME JUST A FEW OF THESE

SELF-ISOLATION, PROCRASTINATION

AND I'VE CONSTANTLY GOT MY HEAD IN THE SAND

 

CHORUS:

WELL, IT'S WRITTEN IN THE DIRT ON THE STORM DOOR

OR THE DIRTY BACK WINDOWS OF CARS

IT MAY SEEM ABSURD

FOUR ONE SYLLABLE WORDS

THE STORM DOOR PHILOSOPHER WROTE

 

WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND

LIFE IS A BATTLE GROUND

ALWAYS KEEP KARMA IN CHECK

KEEP YOUR ENERGY ENERGIZED

GET YOURSELF HYPNOTIZED

AND YOU WON'T BE SUCH A NEUROTIC WRECK

 

WISE IN THE EYES OF HER

WITH LOTS OF ADVICE FROM HER

WEIRD HIPPIE PSYCHOLOGY

TAPIN' UP AFFIRMATIONS

TO CURE TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS

AND BE THE MAN THAT SHE KNOWS I CAN BE

 

REPEAT CHORUS

 

WHEN THE MOON'S IN THE SEVENTH HOUSE

OR THE TENTH OR ELEVENTH HOUSE

WHO CARES ABOUT JUPITER'S RELATION TO MARS?

I GOT BIGGER FISH TO FRY

AND I THINK I'M AN ALRIGHT GUY

I GOT NO TIME TO LOOK TO THE STARS

 

BUT, I GUESS I'M AN ARIES

EVEN THOUGH I DON'T CARE. EASY

DOES IT, I LIVE DAY TO DAY

SO, TAKE YOUR NEW AGE IDEALS

(IT'S TIME TO GET REAL)

AND SELL IT TO SOME OTHER LOST SOUL IN THE FRAY!

 

REPEAT CHORUS 

 

Copyright 2004, written by David L. Heilman