The DC3 - Being Lyrics
I sit here minding my businessOvercome by dizzinessAt the boundless magnificence of my insignificanceFrom my workstation I can see, out my window endlesslyA world of me's inexorably, finesse their company CVWhile I fuss about the writing plate, my soul dies interstateThe hours late fate lies in wait, like the cancer cells in my prostateBeing BusyBeing BusyBeing BusyBeing BusyBeing BusyBeing BusyBeing BusyI'm a cornflake on cornflakes packeton a cornflakes packeton a cornflakes packeton a cornflakes packeton a cornflakes packeton a cornflakes packeton a cornflakes packetBeing BusyBeing BusyBeing BusyBeing BusyBeing BusyBeing BusyBeing BusyLife is too move but we entomb itAnd timing incremental movementTo ignominious ? ?It's called continuous improvement