Burnt Orange Peel - Beck

I’m on the run with things to be

I’ve got a garden hose and a color TV

I’ve got time on my hands

Nobody cares what I do

I’m on the run with things to do

I’ve got a burnt orange peel

And a potato stew

I’ve got work to get done

Nobody knows where to run

I’ve got a quart of milk

And some sound advice

I’ve got trees that are fake

But they smell so nice

Don’t give me the flu

Nobody knows I’m with you

Back and forth I dodge a fly

Like a feather in the sky

Write me out a check

Give me all your cash

Nobody knows so let’s just go home