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
