Swell In My Gut Lyrics

These problems weigh way more than a ton

You can tell by the hunch in my shoulders

Plus the swell in my gut

How do I solve them, or at least absolve one?

I swallow a pill and keep the doors shut

I express this to listeners, to my parents, psychiatrist and coworkers

But I get treated like I'm no further from

A lone goat herder without a cane, stripped of his tongue

This mundane ho-hum struggles to retain relationships 

With a positive outcome

Attempts to do so are rarely gratified

Complacency tends to leave the unsung unsatisfied

The weight of the world is getting heavier

Dishes are piling up, let alone the weather sucks

I ain't smiling as much as ordinarily

This Introverted side is escalating at a rate that's sorta scaring me

The hair on my head is falling

Approaching 42, getting closer 50 dismays me

Yet I'll still crawl out of bed today

With a mouthful to say before my heart starts to palpitate 

I try to do the right thing but you never know what the night'll bring

It starts with engines idling, exhaust fumes, then a tire screech

Gears grind... desires vs. needs

As an ominous automaton babbles on from the driver's seat

It takes one to know one when neither know which road they're on

I'm the hominid and he's the opposite of kind to me

With pessimistic put downs rock bottomless

I curl up like a nautilus to pretend to look like I'm asleep

See, tonight I'm feeling kind of weak

In this time of need, his words sting worse than a hive of bees

Permanent ink within  his quotes cannot be washed away with soap

Should've been slept on for an entire week

I've got 99 problems... if I could just kick one

A less wicked state would this way come

A single solution to bring a new day's sun

And a path to resolve the other 98 of 'em

99 problems, if I could just kick one!

A less wicked state would this way come

A single solution to bring a new day's sun

And a path to resolve the other 98 of 'em

These problems weigh way more than a ton

You can tell by the hunch in my shoulders

Plus the swell in my gut

I'm carrying a lot of weight here

But who isn't getting older soon to lie belly up?

These problems are most definitely first world

You can tell by the way I keep talking about the first girl

I kissed... like this, muah!

Still feeling it appropriate to continue this blog!

I let the past prevail, inviting this fog

With the saltiest of thoughts

Can you offer any sentiment?

Drawing conclusions in an office like Tom

As Milton's dissolutions burn Initech to sediment

I still cold call, like an old dog all Hooch to Turner

An abusive cig burner...

Being spoon-fed concoctions promising to make me think further

But nopes... A quantum conundrum, rocking the boat

Someone toss me a rope, this spoonful weighs a ton