Sitting in my favorite chair
Searching my mind I'm starting to find
I need some fresh air

Standing, staring at the sea
Breathing in deep and wishing for sleep
To come over me

Walking on the sandy shore
All of a sudden I see Alan Ludden
Playing "Password" once more

Many times I seek out wide open spaces
Someplace with no limits on my mind
So my thoughts can go wherever they want to
Look straight at the sun and not go blind

Driving, driving in the snow
I can't see the road; my eyes overload
Don't know where to go

Curving, swerving, here I go
Off the overpass and right through the glass
My head hits the road

There are times when my soul needs to transmigrate
Check out other astral planes and see
Life on Earth from somewhere out in the cosmos
Got my card to get out of jail free


Grade essays...
Cook something to eat...
Give them all D's...
And don't use meat...
Do laundry...
Clean out the catbox...
Lay down to sleep...
If I die, before I wake...
I pray to God...
My soul to take...


Fight traffic...
Work out at the gym...
Go to the store...
Try to get slim...
Do Yoga...
Catch up on my sleep...
Lay my head down...
If I wake, before I die...
I pray to God...
My soul to fly...

Mashed potatoes on the floor
I could hardly wait but they fell off of my plate
And there are no more

Bumbling, mumbling a John Wilson song
If anyone could hear they might think I'm a queer
And they wouldn't be wrong

Waiting, waiting, killing time
Whistling and humming, I know my moment's coming
And I feel just fine

Waiting, waiting...