I was busy with lawnmowing daydreams When i heard somebody scream My songs are made of logs The airfare forecast looked really really great And i just cannot wait Brew trailer on a mountain I'd roll it out and turn it into a boat From the insane asylum to the happy home I was broke too long too long alone The board the board the board room You just missed the biggest boom It is obvious that he used to think through ice Hybrid frozen lies Faxing church bells The small-town-seen-it-all weekly tv addiction Chemical smokes contradiction Oh this not my hell Lease my wire credit card offer Fake windows and invisible bugs Four season interest and an mp3 blog Free shipping on your birds in the soffit Magnetic stove developer's profit And all the nights i spent sleeping on greyhound buses I'd rather be sleeping on one of your chairs Let's go and whack some fish over the head amazing grace Touch manual space fill it with a face Up on the ladder the sunlight splits you in two It means, i still don't know what it means You thought you knew me and it seems That all these lawnmowing daydreams Are just not what they used to be