"Carefree"
It’s almost too hard to keep track
Of what I have and what I lack
The latter interests me the most
But I’d rather be grateful than boast
I’m not one to sit around
And tell why I feel down
Usually trying to turn this frown
To a smile at any cost
Don’t have money to pay
But I will work, I say
The rate is what’ll make
Me stay – if not, your loss
Could’ve seen me happy
Could’ve seen me merry
Could’ve seen me laughing
Could’ve seen me carefree
I’ve got dirty clothes
Sensitive smelling nose
Snackin’ on popcorn
Savin’ money to scorn
What it adds up to
Isn’t anything new
I give in to my temptations
But I’m workin’ hard to fix this
Got OCD, I suffer
Dusting the shutters
Arrangin’ CDs in clusters
My nerves are anxiously flustered
Do something
Do anything
Can’t do nothing
Can’t stay the same
Do something
Do anything
Can’t do nothing
‘Bout time for a change
