Battle of Who Could Care Less Songtext
von Ben Folds
Battle of Who Could Care Less Songtext
Do you not hear me anymore?
I know it′s not your thing to care
I know it's cool to be so bored
It sucks me in when you′re aloof
It sucks me in and it sucks it works
I guess it's cool to be alone
Will you never rest?
Fightin' the Battle of Who Could Care Less
Every day, you wake up late
Sometimes, I wish I was that way
And you think Rockford Files is cool
But there are some things
That you would change if it were up to you
So think about your masterpiece (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Watch some Rockford Files
And call to see if Paul can score some weed
Do you never rest?
Fightin′ the Battle of Who Could Care Less
Unearned unhappiness
Well, that′s alright, I guess
And I've got this great idea
Why don′t we pitch it to the Franklin fuckin' Mint?
"Fine pewter portraits of General Apathy and Major Boredom
Singing ′Whatever and Ever Amen'"?
Oh well, maybe not, I′ll try again
Well, this should cheer you up for sure
See, I've got your old I.D
And you're all dressed up like The Cure
You never rest
Fightin′ the Battle of Who Could Care Less
Unearned unhappiness
You′re my hero, I confess
I know it′s not your thing to care
I know it's cool to be so bored
It sucks me in when you′re aloof
It sucks me in and it sucks it works
I guess it's cool to be alone
Will you never rest?
Fightin' the Battle of Who Could Care Less
Every day, you wake up late
Sometimes, I wish I was that way
And you think Rockford Files is cool
But there are some things
That you would change if it were up to you
So think about your masterpiece (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Watch some Rockford Files
And call to see if Paul can score some weed
Do you never rest?
Fightin′ the Battle of Who Could Care Less
Unearned unhappiness
Well, that′s alright, I guess
And I've got this great idea
Why don′t we pitch it to the Franklin fuckin' Mint?
"Fine pewter portraits of General Apathy and Major Boredom
Singing ′Whatever and Ever Amen'"?
Oh well, maybe not, I′ll try again
Well, this should cheer you up for sure
See, I've got your old I.D
And you're all dressed up like The Cure
You never rest
Fightin′ the Battle of Who Could Care Less
Unearned unhappiness
You′re my hero, I confess
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