R. Stevie Moore - Hobbies Galore lyrics

Nobody's here quiet soft air Play solitarian life I notice my hands giving me loud applause If you're a goat you don't mind Gee it's good to be home Hobbies galore Don't you engage in a craft Don't you like it alone Locked behind doors Take a test do your best Pa**ing the grade every time Busy in love cutting out stuff Writing the melodies light Ten pounds a day isn't the kind of bread One would expect to be mine But there's always home Hobbies galore Why doesn't somebody talk Don't you like me a lot Locked behind doors Where you at where'm i at Walking the floor over you You i'm growing through through I'm going to to display my Hobbies galore just for you Nobody's here what do i care Painting a musical night You're throwing me away apathy blinded you Just when my hobbies are right Gee it's good to be home Hobbies galore So much to do i forget Don't you think you can help Locked behind doors Do your part fill your heart Steal something else that is new