for something to go'click, but
 nothing's clicking at all except for the clock on the wall and a second feels like eternity. Boy,
 I'm having a ball...and it's
 moments like this that are really making me miss the times when a word like boredom just
 didn't exist, yeah those times
 where a lot better but sooner or later I'll be coming back so strong although you wouldn't have
 thought I'd get up! Wanna
 move, wanna grove, wanna live, wanna prove, I can do anything that I really wanna do...

 There's something about boredom that's making me sick!
 There's something about life I'm missing a kick!
 There's something about boredom that's making me sick!
 There's something about life I'm missing in a kick...
 Gimme that kick, boy!

 I'm staring holes in the ceiling ?cause I'm hating that feeling, I'm bored to the bone and my
 head starts reeling...and the
 walls around me, they surround me like a giant fist, ready to pound me...over and over and
 over again, I've been caught
 up in boredom since I don't know when, I just want get out, I wanna scream out and shout: I
 never wanna be bored again
 ?cause it'll make me freak out. I don't care, truth or dare, would someone help me out of
 there, so I can do anything,
 anytime, anywhere

 I'm missing a kick, I'm missing a kick, I'm missing a goddamn a goddamn kick...gimme that
 kick boy...yeah, there's
 something about boredom that's making me sick