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"Books are stacked on my table, I've got books filling my shelves Day and night I've been trying to unravel myself But I've been looking for answers that don't seem to wanna be had And people don't live too long when they're feeling this bad So I don't wanna know about nothin' Unless it's something I can see or touch 'cause I've been living on the inside too much I miss those Labor Day picnics like the ones that we used to have Where no one's worrying about nothing, no one's feeling bad I wanna roll down the hillside, lay dizzy in the cool green grass And jump around like a frog in a gunny sack And I don't wanna know about nothin' Unless it's something I can see or touch 'cause I've been living on the inside a little too much My friend has got some babies and she loves them with all of her might They run around all day, they keep her up at night But she can kiss those faces and she's the one who gets to see them smile I'm thinking maybe that'd beat this by a pretty long mile And I don't wanna know about nothin' Unless it's something I can see or touch 'cause I've been living on the inside a little too much "