Lyrics of
25 Hour Goddam Telethon

No matter where you go to you can still sit on a couch.
You can still sleep 'til it's dark outside.
Problems are all I create.
I live in four month mistakes.
So can we leave today and start the next mistake
or are we fucked this time? Can we not go away?
And in four months when it finally gets warmer,
I'll have already planned more disorder.
When I'm comfortable and feel like I'm in my place,
I'll be on my next mistake.
Another boring story, another problem self-imposed
CHorus 3 (x2)
Blah blah blah problems self-imposed blah blah blah problems self-imposed
Joe