Well I told you
I won't be in today
I'm too busy doing nothing and I really don't want to anyway
Well you can call me
And you can wait for the beep
But what can you really do to me?
Bring the mail in
Throw it on the pile
Maybe some day I'll sort it, some day I'll read it, maybe some day I'll reply
I see "past due," "act now,"
"Two for the price of three"
But what can that really mean to me?
Well it's a big world we've got
And there's room for a lot
Of ideas about right and wrong
So I'll judge for myself, thank you very much
But not till I finish this song
Now it's Christmas
Now it's Valentine's Day
And our scripts are all written as our freedom is channeled away
But if I should forget the cards and the flowers
Forego the shopping spree
Then what would you really think of me?
Well it's a big world we've got
And there's room for a lot
Of ideas about right and wrong
So I'll judge for myself, thank you very much
But not till I finish this song
Now I told you
I won't be in today
You've got your profits, but I've got something bigger to say
And all these ideas won't wait forever, you see
You see
And what can they really do to me?
What can they really do to me?