What have I told you?
Nobody ever shuts up
Rather than listen
They hear themselves talk
Godawful habit
Try to behave yourselves
Nothing the matter
Just trying to get across
Nobody ever shuts up
Rather than listen
They hear themselves talk
Godawful habit
Try to behave yourselves
Nothing the matter
Just trying to get across
Why don't I go home?
I'll put a record on
Like a Ray Charles song
What have I told you?
Nobody ever shuts up
Could be a bad time
Now that my high-tech hope is lost
Live for a starry sky
Under a Holly Hunter moon
What is the matter?
You're feeling homesick too?
Why don't I go home?
I'd like to be alone
Got me worried now
If I could block it out somehow
It's too loud, too loud
I'd like to be alone
Got me worried now
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