bound for somewhere down the road
with a heavy load on this ever-racing mind
too much cooking on my stove
i've stewed myself a traffic jam inside

and there's a junction up ahead, i'm trying to read the signs
but this traffic's made me blind
and i'm a scientist with far too many metaphors
and far too little data to conclude in time

and you, you are the indecision maker
you, you are the path unknown
and i, i am the great procrastinator
pondering my way home

i've been busy as a beaver
and i'll be damned if i don't ease the flow
my big fish'll pass me by
if i don't make my mind up damn pronto

so i took a hike on offa's dyke
with a song stuck in my head and a blister on my toe
i left my baggage on the bed
brought my cobwebs into england, they must blow

and you, you are the mystery tour enlister
you, you are the sights untold
and i, i am the great procrastinator
stalling in the road

and you, you are the problem instigator
you, you are the cryptic code
and i, i am the great procrastinator
puzzling on my own

oh i, i am the great procrastinator
squandering chances as i roam
i am the great procrastinator
pondering my way home


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