Scatterbrained

Grille de la piste #204656

Fournie par marocon and marocon

Lyrics:

© marocon
204394

Get up
Take Buster for a stroll
Head back
Cause it's time to roll
Oh no... shit
What time you say it was
Well hell
I could really use a buzz

Half the time I don't know where I'm at
But God I love a belly laugh
I should call in sick today
dip into my stash

Life is nothing but an absurdity
The modern family
And if you try and make some sense of it
Bad for your sanity

I use an app to keep track of everything
Mary calls me scatterbrained
She don't suppose that I've got the good sense
To come in from the pouring rain

I use an app to keep track of everything
Mary calls me scatterbrained
She don't suppose that I've got the good sense
To come in from the pouring rain

I'm run ragged
Worked down to the bone
Is it any wonder
I like to hide inside my phone

I use an app to keep track of everything
Mary calls me scatterbrained
She don't suppose that I've got the good sense
To come in from the pouring rain

I use an app to keep track of everything
Mary calls me scatterbrained
She don't suppose that I've got the good sense
To come in from the pouring rain

Solo 2 bars

I'm run ragged
Worked down to the bone
Is it any wonder
I like to hide inside my phone x 2

A minute turns into an hour
An hour turns into a day
A month turns into a year
The bones of our yesterdays

Up to my neck in alligators
Swamped each and everyday
An awful lot dumped on my plate
And they want it all yesterday

Too many irons in the fire
Too many cooks in the kitchen
What am I supposed to be doing
When everbody's bitching

Up to my neck in alligators
Swamped each and everyday
An awful lot dumped on my plate
And they want all of it yesterday

I use an app to keep track of everything
Mary calls me scatterbrained
She don't suppose I've got the good sense
To come in from the pouring rain

I use an app to keep track of everything
Mary calls me scatterbrained
She don't suppose I've got the good sense
To come in from the pouring rain