Yeah, here I am sitting on this bar stool,

talking like a damn fool

Got the twelve o'clock news blues

And I've given up hope for the

afternoon soaps

And a bottle of cold brew

Is it any wonder I'm not crazy

Is it any wonder I'm sane at all



Well I'm so tired of losing

I've got nothing to do and all day

to do it

Well I'd go out cruising, but I've no place

to go and all night to get there

Is it any wonder I'm not a criminal

Is it any wonder I'm not in jail



Is it any wonder I've got too much

time on my hands

It's ticking away with my sanity

I've got too much time on my hands

It's hard to believe such a calamity

I've got too much time on my hands

and it's ticking away, ticking away

from me

(Too much time on my hands)

It's tick tick tick tick ticking away

(Too much time on my hands)

And I don't know what to do with myself

(Too much time on my hands)



(Too much time on my hands)

(Too much time on my hands)

(Too much time on my hands)



Now I'm a jet fuel genius

I can solve the world's problems

without even trying

I've got dozens of friends, and the fun

never ends

That is as long as I'm buying

Is it any wonder I'm not the President

Is it any wonder I'm null and void



Is it any wonder I've got too much

time on my hands

It's ticking away with my sanity

I've got too much time on my hands

It's hard to believe such a calamity

I've got too much time on my hands

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