Energy

You're living, existing, that's about all

All you do is lots of nothing, sit around and wait for something

Just looking at you makes me bored, your feet are nailed to the floor

Existing merely to exist, never happy, never pist

Too mature to take a chance, too grown up to get out and dance

You're living, existing, and all you can do is

Look right back into my face, I bet that I won't see a trace

Of any life behind those eyes, your apathy's what I despise

I guess you've seen it all before, you're boring, boring, boring, bored

Exciting as the Grateful Dead, just go home and go to bed