Yeah, here I am sitting
on this bar stool,
Talking like a damn fool
Got the twelve o'clock news blues
And I've given up hope
for the afternoon soaps
And a bottle of cold brew
Is it any wonder I'm not crazy
Is it any wonder I'm sane at all
Well I'm so tired of losing
I've got nothing to do
and all day to do it
Well I'd go out cruising,
but I've no place
To go and all night to get there
Is it any wonder I'm not a criminal
Is it any wonder I'm not in jail
Is it any wonder I've got
too much time on my hands
It's ticking away with my sanity
I've got too much time on my hands
It's hard to believe such a calamity
I've got too much time on my hands
And it's ticking away,
ticking away from me
It's tick tick tick tick ticking away
And I don't know what to do with myself
Now I'm a jet fuel genius
I can solve the world's problems
Without even trying
I've got dozens of friends,
and the fun never ends
That is as long as I'm buying
Is it any wonder I'm not the President
Is it any wonder I'm null and void
Is it any wonder I've got too much
Time on my hands
It's ticking away with my sanity
I've got too much time on my hands
It's hard to believe such a calamity
I've got too much time on my hands
And it's ticking away,
ticking away from me
Ticky tick tick tick tick ticking away
And I don't know what to do with myself
Tick tick tick ticking away
Too much time on my hands
Too much time on my
