Georgie Lyrics

georgie in the morning

dreams that it's his birthday,

gives himself another,

gets up and drinks a beer.

georgie in the pantry,

feeling for his eyeballs,

thinks about a shower

and sees these shapes appear.



whatcha doin' here?

i beg your pardon?

whatcha doin' here?

please let me through.

whatcha doin' here?

i beg your pardon?

watcha doin' here?

what should i do?



georgie in the sunshine,

brains are frying slowly,

always window shopping,

never buys a thing.

watch another movie

skim another magazine.

leering quiet monsters,

peering from the cover.

maybe it's a phase?

it seems more like a lifetime.

he needs a moral compass

the boy scouts never gave.

georgie's got a few holes

leaking out his wisdom.

a dumpy demonstration

across the finish line.



watcha doin' here . . .



faces all around him,

promise him a real life,

reaching for his motivation

and the situation

he's tried to leave behind.



and georgie sits alone

starts chattin' with his shadow.

super-hero questionnaires

ain't what they used to be.

he leaves no certain trail.

he's off to see the wizard.

maybe if you're lucky

you'll see him pass your way.



whatcha doin' here . . .