I'm a lazy guy.
I'm amazed at the way some people try and try and try
To erect and then perfect some kind of proof that they're alive before they die.
Well not me, 'cause I'm a lazy guy.
And I'm amazed at the way some people holler, fuss and run 'round
Like some chicken with their head cut off or a bullet from a gun.
They should all sit back, relax and maybe try and have some fun.
I'd help them try, but I'm a lazy guy.
And I must defer a life of labor to someone who needs it more.
I'd much prefer to be their neighbor, just the guy who lives next door.
Sit out on the porch with my crap guitar and my mason jar of tea, and you know why:
'Cause I'm a lazy guy.
I'm amazed at the way you count my failings like some clerk,
Like you're the saint in this relationship, and me I'm just some jerk.
'Cause it's love we got between us, and relationships take work so why don't you try?
'Cause I'm a lazy guy.
I'm amazed at the way the days just slip on by so fast
Like ten thousand go-carts racing down the mountain of the past.
If I had a bead on what I need to make the moment last I just might try.
I just might try.
Yeah I'm amazed at the way the days just keep on slipping by.
And I got plans and dreams and hopeful schemes, enough to make you cry
I'm just waiting for that single perfect point in time to give 'em all a try.
And I'm a lazy, lazy guy.
