A.E.I.
But you owe me a big one
You called me
So what's the freaking problem?
Blah blah blah
This headache has come on fast
Excuse moi
Got me to love
Mid coast jive
You're dancing up the wrong tree
You nose-dive
Then spin out with your laundry
Hey nah nah
No psycho killer
But some say I'm a ricochet
I love how that sounds
They're cracking down
There's a kook loose around town
What you looking at me for?
Even if they find the meaning of life
Don't come looking for me
Even if the stars fall from above
I'll be sipping back tea
Enough of the sweet talk
I can't guarantee
That I'll give up my meaning of life
Whatever that means
Hey man
Dear local MP
I've been writing, but you don't get back to me
I'm not paranoid, just a bit annoyed
'Cause I don't feel like wasting my voice
Mid-coast nights
Barking up the wrong tree
Crash and dive
Sleeping through the morning
Ooh la la
No psycho killer
Play safe or I'll ricochet
I love how that sounds
They're cracking down
There's a kook loose around town
What you looking at me for?
Even if they find the meaning of life
Don't come looking for me
Even if the stars fall from above
I'll be sipping back tea
Enough of the sweet talk
I can't guarantee
That I'll give up my meaning of life
Whatever that means
You got yours and I got mine
I'm holding on to my meaning of life
I'm not wasting my time
It's a pointless fight
You got yours and I got mine
I'm holding on to my meaning of life
Had enough of the sweet talk
Had enough of it all
All in all, I'm happy on my lonesome
You called me, and there's no freaking problem
Tah tah tah
I'm sitting on my arse
There ain't no greener grass
Even if they find the meaning of life
Don't come looking for me
Even if the stars fall from above
I'll be sipping back tea
Enough of the sweet talk
I can't guarantee
That I'll give up my meaning of life
Whatever that means
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