The Languidness
Today I have to sleep in
The skull takes all discipline
But I’m on the strictest diet
Of privacy and peace and quiet
And I’m very resolved
To get myself involved
In absolutely nothing of consequence
‘Till I fall asleep again
I’ve turned the telephone off
And all my dates I’ve blown off
You would please be so kind
And spare me this one time
On your own
Do it on your own
I’ve got a pile of work
I simply must have worked
‘Cause now my job is lying here
See how I persevere
And it may take a while
For me to reconcile
That this heavy load of mine
May require overtime
I’m feeling no ambition
Or a need for your permission
So if you’re missing me
Please be so kind and
Do your missing on your own
Do it on your own
I’m feeling no ambition
Or a need for your permission
So if you’re missing me
Please be so kind and
Do your missing on your own
Do it on your own