Hey man I know you can write   But you're just wasting paper now   You can stay up all night   And you'd never see your soul on paper anyhow      You don't want to die alone   Thirty-three and living with your mother   C'mon get outside coz it's outside and you're in      Coz you ain't movin' in on me friend      Move here and I'll move there and we'll compare the coast lines   Take notes carefully   Being jaded doesn't help us    Coz we need to find   If everybody dies alone   And everybody here now has a mother?   Coz I have seen some very strange types   But they all now seem very friendly      And now you've been caught up in thick   That you forget which you need   Going on and on about the sad condition of the lawn   But lazy can't get to his feet   And with your mind made up   Any day could be your book      Hey man, I know you're alright   We'll get together later   We'll hang here and hang some there   Collaborate on books about exploring nature   How not to die alone   Clever letter writing to amuse our mothers   Coz there is outside and then here is outside