Oh, come on, I mean, everything to you is a process, it's actually a process, you know, I don't actually do things I like, but it's like, I want to do more exciting things, and, you know, yeah, at the right time, and stuff like that, and I need to start writing my things, and I tell them things that are strange, and things that I don't like, so I'm always talking more about the stuff that I want to do, and I don't do them, and I don't do them, and I don't do them.I guess this world is offering a lot to see, but the only traveling I do is through a cable lately, I'm having conversations with microwave meals, it's time to start my life for real, but it's always, always, always, always.Always, tomorrow, I'll do it then.Always, always, always, tomorrow, I will do it then.My shoulder should hurt from jumping off a moving train, that special shirt should at least have one curious stain.But I'm making excuses to stay at home, tinkering all alone.My cell phone keeps my thumb in shape, and I'm eating chocolate chip cookies all day.Always, always, always, tomorrow, I'll do it then.Always, always, always, tomorrow, I'll do it then.Triple seven C's.Say thank you, please, go to the gym, get fit and slim, read the news, learn how to choose, fake a step, I do the things I like, shake my legs, not just the shins.Start things by telling, get wiser and taller, say the right things at the right time, I'll be in the timing on time, time and time again.Time and time again.Time and time again.Time and time again.Time and time again.Time and time again.Time and time again.You know what, whatever.But wait a minute, I found beauty in the clip, the ding-dong of the pop-up was in harmony with the song I hummed.Ooh, I'm satisfied, I wrote a song about it, I'm satisfied today.Ooh, I'm satisfied, I wrote a song about it, I'm satisfied today.