I have an ability to be lazy
No, no it’s true
My mind is happy when it’s hazy
Or when I see the sea so so blue
I have it in me to be dull
Yes, yes it’s true
My day filled by not being full
Or when I see the bills are due
I have the juices to be a lover
Believe me, the quick-release is true
My body turns on when with another
Or when the silk sheets are left askew
I have the time to bathe in solitude
Have faith, this is so so true
My footsteps slowed on the beach in Bude
Or stopped altogether, in the meditator’s hue
