[Verse]
There is a little rock that hangs out in my house
And I looked at it one day and I thought it was neat
But the rock became much needier than I had thought
And now I have to look at the rock in order to live
And the rock tells me things that I ought to do
And it makes me think the things I am are not so good
But the things that I am are all the things I'll be
And I'd like to stop looking at the rock so much
Because when I look at the rock, then I want to scream
And I'm beginning to think that the rock is bad for me
But I've tied myself inexorably to this rock
So I guess I will bе treating myself bad for now
And the rock tеlls me that if I stop looking at it
Then I will stop existing and there's no more me
And I think the rock is lying but I really can't be sure
Because I've never tried to stop looking at the rock
So I'll keep myself attached to the rock I have
And I'll look at the rock as much as it wants me to look
And in the moment that I decide to stop looking at the rock
I will feel extremely bad for choosing to do other things

[Outro]
La-di-da, da-da-di-da da-di-da-da-da
La-di-da da da da la-di-ya-da-da-da
La-di-da, da-da-di-da da-di-da-da-da
La-di-da da da da la-di-di-da-di-da