Too much for the weekend
Too much for the time
Not much for the saturdays
This Monday will do fine
I'll cut myself another day
Other days all mean the same
I'm thwenty thousand years from you
But twenty seconds from the day, the day, the day
Don't push me out of phase
Don't try to rearrange
Don't try to pull my strings
Cause I'm on the outside looking in
Shoes reflect the passenger
Spotted 'cross the crowded room
Stumble over open feet
Stumble over open wounds
I wear my shoes so much
I can't afforf another pair
Catapult me far from here
Catapult me far away, away, away
Don't push me out of phase
Don't try to rearrange
Don't try to pull my strings
Cause I'm on the outside looking in
Lying in the dark
Wishin' for a hole in one
Beggars can't be choosers
Wishin' they would only calm down
Lying in the dark
Wishin' for a hole in one
Beggars can't be choosers
Wishin' they would only calm down
I'm out of phase
I'm out of phase
