(G. Thomas)
Spitter, spatter, sputter
I hear the old man mutter -
A life of "if onlys", "maybe's" and "might have
Been's" all frittered away
Spitter, spatter, sputter
A life so filled with clutter -
Nothing but weeds and stones and old bones
In the garden today
How can a life, oh a life
Be so filled with clutter?
How can a life, oh a life
Be so filled with clutter?
Aw, spitter, spatter, sputter
Spitter, spatter, sputter, spitter...
Spitter, spatter, sputter,
Spitter, spatter, sputter, spitter...
Don't come cryin' to me about
How your life's in need of a drastic change
Will you watch it crumble apart
While you know deep down in your heart
What drastic change demands...?
Spitter, spatter, sputter
Your boat ain't got no rudder
You're dead in the water
Waitin' for a warm breeze
To blow you away
Spitter, spatter, sputter
How she makes your heart flutter
Got nowhere to go, you got nothing to show
You got nothing to say, yeah
(Bridge & refrain)
Oh, yeah, you dig here dig there everywhere
Bury your head in the sand
And tell all the world you're searching
For buried treasures, yeah, yeah, yeah
Will you watch it crumble apart
While you know deep down in your heart
What drastic change demands...?
Drastic measures.