Fabulous

(album: Postcards And Daydreaming - 2005)

I am fabulous
You are fabulous
We're all fabulous sarcastic bastards

Thinking of daisy fields
Where nobody really feels
It's all too much fabulous
Don't let it get you down

And I know I should take all these moments and bottle them up
So I can remember them later
What about later?
Shouldn't I bottle it too?

I've got a whole shelf of time
Can't think of a single day
And I'm wasting away
Wasting my time wishing the world would fuck off
At least then I could be bitter

But now I'm just fabulous
You are fabulous
We're so fucking fabulous
We don't even know it

I wish I was more afflicted
I'd take it all out on you
We'd be so fabulous
Without even trying

And I know
I should take all these words and bottle 'em up
So I can spew 'em out when somebody's listening
But who would be listening?

I have nothing to say
Which is weird 'cause I've always got something to say
And I'm wasting away
Wasting my time wishing the world would fuck off
At least then I could be bitter

Thinking of rainy days
So just stay away
I'll be fabulous before you know it

I'll wait for the day when I get home
Somebody at the door
Who thinks I am fabulous
Without even trying