When was the last time you thanked me? Well?
What? You’ve gone spacy on me, haven’t you? Too bad. You’re not getting out of this one.
Yeah, yeah, you think you don’t need me, but every time you want to leave, every time you want to get out, you come to me first. Yeah, the others, they’re pretty and they may get you noticed, but you’re never really comfortable with ‘em. Never know when a stumble’s gonna become a trip.
I help you get things done. When you step into crap, I’m the one who gets dirty because of it. Ever think of it that way? And then you throw me aside ‘cause I might make a mess? It’s your mess to begin with.
Don’t you start complaining now. You say that every time you look for me, I’m not there.
Well guess what? I’m right where you threw me away, just waiting for you to find me.
You’re so lofty and high up, but I ground you. How would you get anywhere important without me?
Yeah, I see that look in your eye. You know what I’m talking about.
Now put me on and lace me up. I wanna go for a walk.