I was thinking of the time, the time, oh where does the band go?
Get itself fixed up with some legitimate post just when you need it most?
I won’t lie, I won’t lie, I’ve been known to force a line or two
And second guess and double clutch and think twice, think twice, think twice
Not a decent chair in the room, not a likely thing to do
I’m just sitting on the amp
Heaven holds a tight bouquet, I could not for the life of me
Pry those fingers loose and take those flowers in my arms
The planet spins a tale of woe, it does so in spite of me
So I’ve been drawing up a list of most wanted pastoral charms
Not a decent chair in the room, not a likely thing to do
I’m just sitting on the amp, I’m just sitting on the amp
Oh, I’m long on days, but I’m short on ways
I’m just sitting on the amp
Slender necks and tender hooks, this failed attempt of mine
This telephone was known to ring, this worn out floor was known to shine
Oh won’t some deep-eyed sympathizer quick come cut me loose
Set me in motion, quick come see to my anonymous wounds
Not a decent chair in the room, not a likely thing to do
I’m just sitting on the amp, I’m just sitting on the amp