Текст песни Lazy Bones

All these things you're doing - why can't you see I want to take it easy - these things are not for me People I thought I knew are passing me at lightning speed Their faces are coloured from the strain of what they have to do chorus: Call me lazy bones, tell me I'm no good I don't mind at all, I'm doing fine I'm in no respect organized - I don't want to be I refuse to be projectized - these things are not for me I want to be free to do the things I want to when I want to How could I know what I will want to do next week how could I, how could I