Daniel Johnston

Lousy weekend



Talk about a lousy weekend Couldn't find a single friend friend Had my heart set on disappointment Up walks a super Joe Joe Asks me how my day go go Tells me good luck and spits on my shoe But oh, oh, oh, the telephone rings And oh, oh, oh there's nobody there Saw a girl on the street corner Say, "Hey I'm a lonely loner" She looks at me like I'm some sort of crud Fast cars pass me by Everybody curse me why Find a donut in the sewer But oh, oh, oh, the telephone rings And oh, oh, oh there's nobody there Doesn't matter what you eat I think you're all a bunch of creeps And I would like to see you all gone Stop comin' round my door I don't care for you no more Wish you would all just go away Oh, oh, oh the telephone rings Oh, oh, oh, there's nobody there Talk about a lousy weekend