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.]