Boredom Lyrics - Everything Playing - Lovin Spoonful

Boredom 

Hangin' by myself, in a bleak motel 

Overnight in a small town 

Boredom 

My mind's countin' time, trucks go rollin' by 

Past the pumps and highway sign 

Never was a place that felt less like home 

Never would a come here if I'd only known 

That it's a one-channel town and I'm all alone 

I can't just sit 'n' watch my telephone 

Cause no one knows my number and it can't be found 

And there's no good people just kickin' around 

So here we are together 

Machines and me 

I feel about as local as a fish in a tree and this 

Boredom 

My mind's countin' time, trucks go rollin' by 

Past the pumps and highway sign 

And in this town all the other sounds have ceased 

And the Late Late Show died long ago 

With a few words from a priest 

Boredom 

Hangin' by myself in a bleak motel 

Overnight in a small town