Get attached to a rolling stone
and you're liable to get crushed
You're better off to sit at home
and watch the toilet flush
I like to sit and look at her
I like to do that so much
To stand and act mysterious
and to watch her blush
I know I'm such a weird guy
she could never take me serious
There's always that green monkey
in or around or near us
I think sometimes of holding her
but the picture gets all blurred
I see shadows dancing on my walls
thoughts scatter like birds.
I wish to God I could touch her hand
somehow make her understand
the man I saw I want to be
the man I want her to make me.
But she stands so distant and rolls her eyes
she leaves me and I don't know why
and nothing seems to make much sense
I can't appreciate the sky
And so I go home lonely
like a wolf without a pack
I've nothing to put my love in
like groceries without a sack
Maybe someday when she gets fat
she'll think about what she's missed
She'll know she'll never get me back
she'll feel just like the pits
She'll sit lonely in her apartment
thinking of the way things might have been
She'll know her man has come and went
Maybe she'll take me seriously then
Get attached to a rolling stone
and you're liable to get crushed
You're better off to sit at home
and watch the toilet flush x 3