Styx – Too Much Time On My Hands lyrics

Yeah, I'm sittin' on this bar stool talking like a damn fool Got the twelve o'clock news blues And I've given up hope for the afternoon soaps And a bottle of cold brew Is it any wonder I'm not crazy? Is it any wonder I'm sane at all? I'm so tired of losin', I've got nothing to do And all day to do it So, I go out cruisin', but I've no place to go And all night to get there Is it any wonder I'm not a criminal? Is it any wonder I'm not in jail? Is it any wonder I've got too much time on my hands? Ticking away with my sanity I've got too much time on my hands It's hard to believe such a calamity I've got too much time on my hands And it's ticking away - ticking away from me Too much time on my hands (T-T-T-T-T-Ticking away) Too much time on my hands (And I don't know what to do with myself) Too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands Now, I'm a jet-fuel genius I can solve the world's problems without even trying I got dozens of friends, and the fun never ends That is, as long as I'm buying Is it any wonder I'm not the President? Is it any wonder I'm null and void? Is it any wonder I've got too much time on my hands? Ticking away with my sanity I've got too much time on my hands It's hard to believe such a calamity I've got too much time on my hands And it's ticking away - ticking away from me Too much time on my hands (T-T-T-T-T-Ticking away) Too much time on my hands (And I don't know what to do with myself) Too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands (T-T-T-Ticking away) Too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands (Too much time on my hands) (Too much time on my...) Explain Request ×

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