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