Burnt Orange Peel Songtext / Lyric

I'm on the run,
with things to be,
I've got a garden hose,
and a color tv,
I've got time on my hands,
I've got time on my hands,
Nobody cares
what I do.

I'm on the run, (we're on the road)
with things to do, (long ago)
I've got a burnt orange peel
and a potato stew,
I've got work to get done,
I've got work to get done,
Nobody knows
where to run.

I've got a quart of milk,
and some sound advice,
I've got trees that are fake,
But they smell so nice,
Don't give me the flu,
Nobody knows
I'm with you.

Back and forth,
I dodge a fly,
Like a feather
in the sky,
Write me out a check,
Give me all your cash,
Nobody knows,
so let's just go home.