You're deep, just like a calzone
You’ve no enthusiasm
You're tired and uninspired
You're blase

Your day is one of leisure
In which you search for pleasure
You’re bored when you're adored
You're blase

While reaching for the moon and the stars up in the sky
The simple things of normal life are slowly passing by

You sleep, the sun is shining
You wake, it's time for dining
There's nothing new for you to do
You're blase

You sleep, the sun is shining
You wake, it's time for dining
There's nothing new for you to do
You’re blase
Blase