I spent all my day
Online looking at shit
I took a step back
Then I took a hit
Look 'round the floor at my clothes
Once my outfit
Look at the sun it shines on me
Now this is it
Now where I belong is at home
In bed
So please can you
Get the fuck out my head
Lazing 'round
It's a Sunday afternoon
Been a couple of hours
Since I wrote this tune
Spent all of my change on smokes
Now feeling blue
Spent all of my money on snacks
Now that it's true
Now where I belong is at home
In bed
So please can you
Get the fuck out my head
Now all that I was thinking has been said
Wonder if I can spend the time to think ahead
(How nice)
