| I'm So Laid Back, I'm Laid Out |
| The people were running The place was on fire The smoke was a-growing And the flames were getting higher The fire chief was shouting As he knocked down my door He said you better move your butt boy Or you'll knock on heaven's door I'm so laid back, I'm laid out I'm so caved in and spaced out I'm wired to the teeth I'm fused to the floor So baby don't you bug me no more Don't you bug me no more The rent needing paying The insurance was due The roof needing fixing And the rain was coming through But the forecast is sunny So I'll stay here on my back Tomorrow is another day It's cozy in the sack I'm so laid back, I'm laid out I'm so caved in and spaced out I'm wired to the teeth I'm fused to the floor So baby don't you bug me no more Don't you bug me no more There were times when you wanted to be number one And the glamour and the glitter were turning him on But he realized that it was better to be number two (ooh) My luxury is living 'Cause I can't afford to die I'm a diletantic mother With a twinkle in my eye Let the others do the running I'm content to take a cut Percentages are burning And I'm happy in my rut I'm so laid back, I'm laid out I'm so caved in and spaced out I'm wired to the teeth I'm fused to the floor So baby don't you bug me no more Don't you bug me no more No more, no more, no more, [etc.] |