I get into lots of trouble
When I have nothing to do
I like to be busy, busy
I always find something new
It must be hard for God to Know what to do
Something excites me,
What I have always wished for
But after I've waited and waited and waited
I don't want it anymore
So this thing hangs around my neck
And tries to figure me out
I pretend that it's not there
I can't stand to see them pout
It must be hard for God to know what to do
It must be hard for God to know what to do
God knows everyone knows I've been good
God knows God only knows
I haven't always done what I should
Two faces and contradictions
A weak and hopeless slave
God won't leave it alone
Oh no He tells it to behave
It must be hard for God to know what to do
It must be hard for God to know what to do
It must be hard for God to know what to do
Like it says there in the beginning
It's not good for man to be alone
This is a nice deserted island
It'll be awhile before I go home
And I get into lots of trouble
When I have nothing to do
I like to be busy, busy
I always find something new
It must be hard for God to know what to do
It must be hard for God to know what to do
It must be hard for God to know what to do
It must be hard for God to know what to do.
