Zane McWilliams - I Got Nothing To Do With Myself

Turn on the stove
Hit record on the tape dec
The stars they shine like refrigerator lights
I kinda feel I wanna go see a movie
Blessed is the man who leaves his coat on inside

I got nothing, I got nothing, I got nothing to do with myself

People talking to their pets in public
A vapor trail like a thread in the sky
Politics is just show business
Pull a coin from the fishes mouth

I got nothing, I got nothing, I got nothing to do with myself

Don't loan money to a man with a sense of hunter
Just keep the serotonin level high
And all the news, well, it goes without saying
The US patent system bleeds me dry

I got nothing, I got nothing, I got nothing to do with myself

Written by:
Zane McWilliams

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