cushy job Lyrics

How's the cushy job?

How's your best friend Tom?

How's the outdoor scenery?

Is it everything you dreamed it'd be?

'Cause I don't think it is, it's never as it seems

I shot my own film just to be in every scene

Rusty place, Monday evening

The leaves are starting to fall again

Who's to blame?

We could call it even

A letter I'm just waiting to send

Sits there looking at me funny

With a smug grin and a damp chin

I'd mail it off, but it costs just too much money

Chicago isn't just around the bend

'Cause it never has been, it's never as it was

I bought my own pick just to play with your guitar

How's your brand new life?

Is it treating you alright?

You know I couldn't tell

You come across as mean and it cuts like a knife

But I'm glad you're doing well