(Oh, oops–) It's a nightmare Trapped en plein air The paint is drying I just stand there With a smile A stupid pocket square Rank and file And I know that It's true Feelin' blue Follow closely, listen slowly To myself at night When it's lonely When I step right into line Just a little to the left Step right, don't you lie There's so little to me Left my life 'Low the frame Now I've found me to blame Polyester, that's a yes sir I can't take another gesture Step right into line Just a little to the left Step right, don't you lie There's so little to me Left my life 'Low the frame (Something stifles all the worry) Now I've found me to blame (Something stifles all the worry now) (Glass in my sweater) (Glass in my sweater) Left my life (left my life) Below the frame (Something stifles all the worry) Make no sound (make no sound) God, I'm dying (Something stifles all the worry) (Someone stop this constant worry) (Somewhere I don't have to worry now)