George from Unexpected by Brinsley Schwarz

I’m just sitting alone in my white house
Just by myself, being quiet as a mouse
But the telephone rings.

Well my head hurts from thinking and I can’t take this call
I just wanna sit here, think of nothing at all
But the telephone rings.

Maybe one day I’ll know what to do
Know what to say to make the bad things go away
But I’m not so smart and it make take a while
I know I’ve really fucked up and I’ve got to make it better
There must be a way to make it better
God help me make it better.

I’ll just sit here alone in my round room
Close all the windows and doors, keep out the gathering gloom
But the telephone rings.

I’m just sitting alone in my white house
Just by myself being quiet as a mouse
But the telephone rings
Fucking telephone rings

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