Stuck here in the land of boredom
Patience cant keep me company
Just a sliver of me is still breathing
The rest if off in space
Im out of carwashes and out of options
In the land of boredom my sanity is up for auction
Get out of my face just get your gas and leave
Do I stutter when I speak whats this up my sleeve
A timecard spelling instant relief
Was that a sausage polish or was that a hotdog large
Excuse me Ma'am are you Polish
I am not in charge
There is a fine line you cross when your in a place like this
When your mind is on brew like the coffee here with a sizzle and a hiss
Would you like to know how this ends for sure
Leaving this kingdom of lame is indeed the only cure
So grab a Little Debbie and say goodbye to Eddy
Another slave to boredomville will surely take your place
Then the sanity will return again and that is how you live my friend
