Some days I sit there thinking
of stuff I might prefer to do
But nothing takes my fancy
Not even clouds can make me blue
But nothing takes my fancy
Not even clouds can make me blue
To think on purpose deadly dull
Good ideas appearing crazy
I realise how weak I am
Too slothful to be lazy
Laying back I nod off absent
Insinuating meditating
Let nothing pass the time of day
My headless way abbreviating
I realise how weak I am
Too slothful to be lazy
Laying back I nod off absent
Insinuating meditating
Let nothing pass the time of day
My headless way abbreviating
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