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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 Letras de cancionesyou, 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 From Letras Mania