One, Two, Three

Lyrics

Listen while I'm talking to you See I can only do the task God caught me to do You didn't ask for directions so plans are falling through In the study holding a candlestick without a clue I can't lose, I make moves like a rolling stone alone But I hardly wear hats so I'm hardly home You can barely speak so you should rarely hold a microphone Got the nerve to critique how my sheets are sown, to each his own So put the needle on the record, let the music play The sun still shines behind clouds though the sky is gray And that's the kind of thought that keeps a smile on my face I found a nice stride, now it's just keeping the pace I woke up in my right mind due to God's grace No time left so I left time in an odd place Independence is indicative of initiative if you can't wait Diligence is bliss so good riddance to dead weight