Beck

Long ago things to be
Ive got a garden hose
and a color tv
Ive got time on my hands
Ive got time on my hands
Nobody cares what I do

Long ago things to do
Ive got a burnt orange peel and a potato stew
Ive got work to get done
Ive got work to get done
Nobody knows where to run

Ive got a quart of milk and some sound advice
Ive got trees to drink
But they smell so nice
Dont give me the flu
Nobody knows Im with you

Back and forth I dodge a fly
Like a feather in the sky
Write me out a check
Give me all your cash
Nobody knows, so just go home