Song Description

Cue fingerclicks; cue syncopated guitar strum; cue a ridiulously catchy song extolling the virtues of doing absolutely NOTHING.

Lyrics

Ever since I first stood on my feet
I've been running just as fast as they could carry me
So can I rest up now and enjoy the view?
Is that such a wicked thing to do?

I'm wasting my time because it's mine to waste
I'll repent at leisure, say so long to haste
I don't need to run because I'm not being chased
I'm just wasting my time

My mind is empty but my hands are always full
I been using them to push and to pull
Can I fold my arms now and shoot the breeze?
Say that I can, I'm begging you please..

I'm wasting my time because it's mine to waste
I'll repent at leisure, say so long to haste
I don't need to run because I'm not being chased
I'm just wasting my time

I don't have to seize the day
I made my bed and here I lay...

Ever since the day I learned to run
I been dodging some imaginary gun
Had to be so faston my busy little feet
Never took the time to listen to my heartbeat...

I don't need to run around
I'll find a place and stand my ground

So can I rest up now and enjoy the view?
Is that such a wicked thing to do?

I'm wasting my time because it's mine to waste
I'll repent at leisure, say so long to haste
I don't need to run because I'm not being chased
I'm just wasting my time