Rinky dinky rinky dinky sweatdrops all in my hair oh
Doesn't make me smile
I'd like to tell you how i been, i'd have to tell you i ain't been much
Don't wanna be psycho or a bad thing, i've got to know my place.
I thank these clouds in my head, like every other day
Body slips from the bed - puts the kettle on.
Not much, of a man or a girl;
Some strange animal.
Think this thing, doesn't know it's place
There's always noise in this room; it makes you wonder what lives in it.
(Open your doors to me.)
Somebody once went inside and no one's seen them get out of it
Curse all the noise in this room, I think I'll go get some fruit
And watch time by...