lazy, I'm laying back
it's a quarter to three, I'm still in the sack
lazy, but I like it like that
I'm a lion asleep, I'm a stretched out cat

cup of coffee yet another stick of nicotine
turn the pages of the Sunday colour magazine

a mañana, till tomorrow I say day after day
something always comes up and gets in the way

elevators lift me high enough to see the sky
escalators on the subway always give me a ride

lazy, I'm laying back
it's a quarter to four, I'm still in the sack
lazy, but I like it like that
I'm a lion asleep ....



(c) Paul Despiegelaere - S. Byrne