TIME GOES SLOW WHEN YOU’RE STARING AT THE MICROWAVE (D A D G B D, capo 3)
It’s getting hot under this sun. Some things I just must do. And this sky, tell me why. Even when I don’t want to.
You were up all night learning what to put in my pocket and what to leave behind.
If I could sit here all day I would. Counting the ants marching. Noting each blade of grass that trembles in the wind. And why can’t I?
The broccoli has shot up with flowers. It looks pretty but it won’t be good to eat.
And I slept in and now I’m tight and stuffy.
And time goes slow when you’re staring at the microwave. And if I sat here all day how long would it take?
You’ll go blind if you’re staring at the sun all day. And time goes slow when you’re staring at the microwave.
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