The Copyrights - Out Of Ideas lyrics

I've tried everything shot of waking up before noon And try to find work, instead of watch cartoons This is not a case of a lost ambition Never had any to speak of so it can't be missing It's not what you'd call, the best laid plan I've donated every drop of plasma I can Not for fellow man, but for extra money Tracks up and down my arm, like a common junkie I'm out of ideas, what are we gonna do now I'm out of ideas We're gonna roll with the punch drunk love song We're gonna roll with the punch drunk love song An 80,000 dollar brain might look good on paper Or sin some board games and impress the neighbors But in the real world, it's a trivial pursuit As I starve to d**h in a three piece suit It's not what you'd call, the best laid plan I've donated every drop of plasma I can Not for fellow man, but for extra money Tracks up and down my arm, like a common junkie I'm out of ideas, what are we gonna do now I'm out of ideas We're gonna roll with the punch drunk love song